Amelia
Last night, I didn’t get an hint of sleep. I was lucky that I had no work this morning, but I’m not fully off the hook. I have a day ahead at the park with Dad, Claire and Hunter.
My mind kept dancing between forgetting Martin and Hunter’s fit body last night, or was it this morning, or both.
It felt like the universe is wholly against me because I can’t catch a breath.
Why’d Hunter have to show up at this conflicting time, confusing me even more?
Ugh!
I’ve been sitting on my bed for a while now. I’ve showered, but I don’t want to see Hunter so I’m avoiding the kitchen. I can’t see him without remembering what he’d allowed me to see last night.
I feel like he knew I was standing there all along. He could have hidden. Hunter knew how good his body looked, so he proudly displa
