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036: The Truth?

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-18 01:55:22

ANYA

As I heard Hunter’s voice outside the restroom, my hands trembled so badly I nearly dropped my phone. Without wasting a second, I hung up the call, shoved the phone deep into my bag, and opened the door.

“Hey, Hunter,” I said, forcing a smile that I prayed looked natural.

Hunter’s gaze softened as he stepped closer. Without warning, he cupped my face and gave me a quick kiss.

“What happened?” I asked, my voice shaky despite my efforts to stay calm.

“Nothing,” he replied casually, though his eyes scanned my face like he was searching for something. “It’s just that you were taking a little too long. I guess I missed you.”

His words caught me off guard, but I quickly recovered. “Well, I’m done here,” I said. “Let’s go.”

Hunter smiled and took my hand, leading me back toward the hall.

When we reentered the room, I froze at the sight before me. Manuel, the blond-haired one, had two nearly naked women draped over him, each sitting on one of his thighs. His grin was as w
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Wow! I love the fact that Hunter has confessed his feelings for Anya.
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