CHAPTER 22
Devon
“Where’s Finn?” It’s always my first question when I arrive at Hunter and Bobby’s.
“Bobby took him to the farmers market.” Hunter pulls back a chair for me, as if I’m suddenly the Queen of Sheba. “Which is superb timing for this little chat you and I are going to have.”
I sink into the chair and he must already be able to read it off my face. That smirk I sent Sadie after I kissed her goodbye earlier is impossible to get rid of. I shake my head because part of me still can’t believe what happened last night.
“It was like magic,” I utter, probably not making much sense. “And now I don’t know what to do with myself.”
“So, you and Sadie.” Hunter waggles his eyebrows.
“We spent the night together.” It even feels magical to say it, but I sense the danger of it as well. S
