Chapter Thirty-two
Faelen’s POV
There was just no easy way to stop thinking about him.
No matter how hard I tried to push the thoughts away, Hunter’s face, his voice, even the way he moved kept creeping into my mind.
The more I resisted, the stronger the pull became.
When it was time to take the tea to him, I felt my heart race. I wanted to see him again, even though I told myself I shouldn’t.
I’d made myself rehearse what to say, how to act normal, but all of that dissolved as I approached his office door.
I knocked softly, unsure if he’d even hear it. I hoped in my mind he wouldn’t notice how much my hand was trembling.
“I said I don’t want to be disturbed,” Hunter’s deep voice called from inside, making my heart leap.
For a moment, I considered turning away. Maybe it was bette
