Chloe walked out of the bedroom. Her mind was still groggy with sleep, but she had lost all interest in closing her eyes and continuing to dream once she realized she was in bed alone once again.
Minutes later, she stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and stifling a yawn.
Just then, she heard a chuckle, and Chloe nearly jumped out of her skin. She stood still. Her eyes immediately located the source and locked her gaze with Hunter’s laughing eyes.
“What are you doing here this early?” she asked.
“Well, good morning to you too, beautiful.”
Chloe narrowed her eyes at him. She could clearly see the endearment ‘beautiful’ was a blatant tease. She was dressed in her sleep shorts and an oversize t-shirt that was almost as long as a mini dress hitting her mid-thigh.
