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“For sure.” He eyes me. “You and Chad are good people. Thomas and his family and friends are good people. In the end, that’s all that matters.”
I come to an abrupt halt. “Am I missing something?” I say, narrowing my eyes at him.
He swivels to face me. “What do you mean?”
“You just seem different today.”
He leans in close and whispers, “There’s more to me than a steel chest and amazing sex.”
The thing is, I totally believe that’s true.
Just then, a kid, maybe about four or five years old, runs up to Hunter. “Uncle Hunter,” the little boy yells as Hunter bends down to scoop him up into his arms. The kid laughs as Hunter spins him in a complete circle.
“Hey, buddy, how are you?” He places the boy back on his own feet.
The kid points at me. “Is she your girlfriend?”
“Girlfriend?” Hunter ruffles his hand through the boy’s hair. “What do you know about girlfriends?”
“Well?” he questions shyly. “Is she?”
Hunter looks back at me, almost as if he’s asking the same question. My eyes widen. I’m at a complete loss for words, but Hunter looks back at the boy. “This is Dani, and she’s a friend of mine.”
“Danny’s a boy’s name!” the kid says with wide eyes.
I can’t help it; I giggle then I drop down into a squatting position in front of the boy. “What’s your name?”
He smiles widely before saying, “Hunter!”
I look up at the other Hunter, my Hunter.
“Hunter is Thomas’s brother’s kid,” he explains. “They decided to name him after me…for some reason.”
“For some reason, huh?” I rise back to my feet with a smile. “This family obviously loves you. It’s like you’re one of them.”
“Nah. I’m just a friend.”
“A friend who made Thomas the millionaire he is today. A friend who made his dreams come true. It’s what you do every day of your life, isn’t it? Help others fulfill their dreams.”
“What’s your dream?”
My plan isn’t all that grand. I want to open up my own shop one day. I’m about to tell him that when—
“Hunter!”
A woman begins to approach from the near distance, cradling a newborn baby in her arms. As she gets closer, she begins to rush.
“Hey,” she says to Hunter, “have you seen Andrew around?”
“Actually, I haven’t.” Hunter responds. “What’s up?”
“I really have to pee,” the woman says as she passes the newborn baby to Hunter. “Can you hold him and I’ll be right back?”
“Sure thing, Mary.” Hunter handles the newborn with ease as Mary smiles at us, then rushes toward the house to take care of business. There’s just something so damn sexy, so damn charming about a man holding a baby. Even if it always reminds me of what I will never have.
He looks up to me to find me gazing at them. “You like kids?”
“I don’t have a lot of experience with them.”
