~CELINE’S POV~
I hadn’t noticed him at first. Not until it was too late. Not until his voice—low, sharp, and dangerously calm—cut through the air like it had every right to be there.
“Is that so?”
Four words. But they gutted me anyway. I turned so slowly that I was sure the world had stopped spinning. And there he was.
Hunter Reid.
Leaning against the doorway like he owned the moment. Like he owned every thought running through my head.
He had been listening.
I blinked at him, stunned and trying to figure out what the hell he was doing. Why he was *always* doing this—this thing where he looked at me like he could see straight through my skin?
It was Blake’s voice that pulled me out of the fog. “Uh, Celine…” She gave me a look. ‘A this is your problem now’ look. “I shou
