Christine P.O.V.
The ride home was fast, but what else can you expect from a super car. Michael and Victor didn’t stay too long, and it was fortunate since the moment we’ve pulled up in front of my apartment building, people were starting to crowd the place surrounding us. No words were exchanged between us; Victor only passed a very dangerous looking platinum bank card to me and went on his way. The travel from ground floor all the way to my apartment was a nightmare while having to balance my pile of homework. Thankfully, nothing fell and everything is still in its neat stack.
The moment I opened the door, Hunter pounced on me, knocking the air out of me as well as the stack of homework from my arms. Welp. There goes the stack.
After some time of handling the big cuddle bug and wresti
