Chapter 6
Van groaned as he peeled himself off the couch. He was sore, yes, but it was a delicious ache he’d never experienced before. On his way to the bathroom to clean up, he realized he was in a serious mess with Hunter. He didn’t want trouble knocking on his door, but he knew he couldn’t let Hunter go, either. f**k. He was in deep.
As Van made his way down the hall, he overheard part of Hunter’s conversation. It didn’t sound good. Hunter growled low and menacing.
“You’re working with who?”
“Since the f**k when? Well, thanks, bro, for dragging me into your f*****g mess.”
Van shuddered at the feral anger coming from Hunter. Not knowing the man well enough, he didn’t know if this was going to turn ugly. Van could still hear Hunter from the other bathroom where he cleaned himself up.
