Hunter was annoyed.
Cierra was too.
"You're not moving out, nor are you getting your job back. Get that through your thick skull," Despite the forceful words, they held a light tone as Cierra lay in Hunter's arms in her bed in the early hours of the morning, their eyes still closed even as they carried out the conversation.
"Why not? I need my stuff, and I need to get back to work. I probably have so much paperwork built up."
Rolling her eyes underneath the lids, Hunter shifted the woman closer in her arms. "You do realize that you are more than likely fired, right? One does not simply miss four, almost five months of work without showing up and still claim employment. It doesn't work that way. And anyway, I can buy you new things."
Her lips brushed across Cierra's shoulder blades, tr
