Daisy was sitting at the desk in her classroom. She was supposed to be grading papers, but she had her head resting on her palm, gazing out the large window at the night sky. It was incredibly difficult to focus given everything that had happened lately.
A soft tap at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She looked up to find Hunter standing in the doorway, wearing a pair of gray sweatpants, a white tank top, and running shoes. His tank top was very tight, showing the definition of his abdominals and chest beneath it.
“I was just about to go for a run,” Hunter replied, his eyebrow raised at her stare. “I saw your door was open.”
“Oh, okay, come on in,” Daisy invited. She quickly looked away from his chest as she waved him in.
“I won’t stay long,” Hunter replied, making his way int
