Venus Pov
Once I heard the shower running, I walked passed the door and picked up his dirty clothes. A few drops of brownie batter ran down my hand as I held his pants. If I didn't know what it actually was, I would've been utterly disgusted.
It still didn't make sense what had come over me. It was as if whenever I was around him, I had no control over my emotions or actions. I couldn't always pin point how I felt about him, but I knew for certain that he always made me feel something.
Once his clothes were in the washer, I went back to the kitchen. I was able to quickly roll the cookie dough into balls and place them into the oven. Using water from the kitchen sink and a towel, I was able to clean myself of the ingredients Hunter smeared on me.
I heard the ding! of the washing machine
