“I came to wake you up"
"Why!?"
Okay, so no doubts. He's still very, very angry with me.
“You have a photo shoot by nine and it's almost eight" I explained and his blue but red clouded eyes widened with realization.
“f**k!" Was his only word and he threw his blanket off himself and jumped up from the bed.
And I swear, I would never be prepared for a sight like this.
Hunter was n***d and except for his pair of boxers he had on, everything else was on display.
He had a perfectly toned body with well-defined abs that glistened with his sweat.
His body was righteously carved in every corner, even to his calves.
Following his chest down to his waist where his shorts hung extremely low I caught the outline of a tattoo.
I could only see the curves that held resemblance to a wolf's head
