Chapter 32
MYRA
“It’s homely,” The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I wanted to bang my head against the door, but I bit my lip instead.
“You think so?” Hunter asked, sounding surprised. I noticed how close he was standing to me. It made me hunger more for him. Up this close, I could feel the warmth of his body, and I needed more of it.
“Yeah?” I breathed, heading for the bed and plopping down to check if it was as comfortable as it looked. It was excellent. Hunter watched me prudently as I climbed on the bed and lay in the middle.
“Mateo decorated it for you—”
“I hate the bed,” I snapped, sitting up to glare at him. He c****d an eyebrow, staring at me curiously with another indistinct expression in his eyes.
“Why? Is it not up to your liking?” Hunter asked, sitting bes
