They headed to the café, and once inside, she shrugged off her jacket. Her cheeks flushed as she lifted the sweater to her nose. Hunter didn’t acknowledge it, just took her hand.
“I miss you,” he said.
“I miss you too, Hunter,” she replied, smiling softly.
“You gave him more time?” Hunter asked, his tone sharp.
“Bram? Yeah, I did. It’s just… Hunter, I don’t want to talk about this here.”
“Well, I do. Because I’m not giving up on you, and this isn’t fair,” he shot back.
She stood abruptly. “I can’t do this right now. You’re right, it’s not fair. But it happened.”
“Then let him go,” he called after her as she walked out.
She stormed home, kicked off her boots, and let out a frustrated scream. Todd poked his head out of the bedroom.
“That was a quick breakfast,” he said.
“Didn’t eat
