Hunter's p.o.v.
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" Yes you nitwit, I'll inform her" I groaned into the receiver.
" You better, I'm bored already. I miss her so much" Dylan moaned and I scoffed at his cry baby instincts.
He left for Saint Alamos very early this morning and it's just four pm in the evening. He's not even been gone a day.
" Tell her yourself then, you i***t" my feet were sprawled out on my desk as I reclined in my chair.
There was a slow influx of work today so it wasn't as tedious as usual and I'm grateful for it. Work hours are almost done with.
The dinner at Reid's went on successfully and three days later I'm anticipating my next plan.
I could possibly tell him all about it now.
" She ain't picking up you dumbass" Dylan retorted.
So much for asking me to do something for him nicely
