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“How have you been?” I decide to start with that. I don’t want to make small talk all night. That’s not why I came all the way here for her.
“Good,” is all she says, pushing her hair behind her ears, still not looking at my face.
When the waitress comes with our drinks, Hunter dives for hers. Her hand is shaking so badly, I worry that she is going to spill it all before it makes it to her lips.
She gulps it all down in one go, then slams it on the hard surface of the bar and shakes her head in disbelief.
“I’ve never done that,” she grins at me, seeming more relaxed now. Unlike her, I take my time with my drink, barely tasting it on my lips.
“What are you afraid of, Hunter?” I eye her over the rim of my glass and watch her face getting red. Another drink lands in front of her, and she grabs it with shaky hands, but not as bad as with the first one. She doesn’t drink it all this time but maybe half of it.
She grabs a napkin to wipe the moisture off her top lip, then finally manages to look me in the eyes.
“You,” her whisper is barely audible in the loud atmosphere of the bar. “I’m afraid of you. I have never been this scared in my entire life.”
It seems as if the alcohol is loosening her tongue a lot faster than expected. She was not joking when she said that she was going to get wasted. She’s there.
“I’m a little scared of you, too,” I admit against my better judgement. Hunter looks taken aback by my statement.
“Why would you be scared of me? I’m the one who broke us. I think I am ready now,” she bobs her head up and down and crosses her arms.
“Ready for what?”
“For whatever punishment you got for me for what I did to you back then.” Her voice hitches in an uncharacteristic way. This is not the Hunter I remember from seven years ago. The girl from my dreams was a ball buster. This girl is skittish and insecure.
“I think you’ve been punishing yourself enough, don’t you think?”
Hunter’s eyes get wet, but she is also watching me with a hunger that I feel all the way into my cock. She’s the only one who’s ever been able to stir such deep emotions inside of me.
“Every day for the last seven years.” I am a little confused what she’s talking about, and she sees that. “I’ve been punishing myself for all these years. I never got the chance to tell you…”
“Tell me what?” I push her when she stops talking. Whatever she’s got to tell me, I most likely already know.
“Tell you that…” She tries again, but again she gets stuck.
I lean closer to her as if I am trying to read her mind. She takes me completely by surprise when both her hands come up and dive into my hair, bringing my head closer to hers. Our lips are almost touching, and a low groan escapes from the back of my throat. I can almost taste her on my tongue. I need to taste her.
As if she is reading my mind, her lips finally crash onto mine. I open my mouth and let her tongue explore every single dark recess, every place where she hasn’t been in so long.
It feels like coming home. I can breathe again.
With an abrupt move, Hunter pushes my head away and I let her. She lets go of my head and looks around in confusion. Her eyes fall to her second glass of rum and Coke. She grabs it and drinks it all to the last drop. She then touches my glass of scotch, but that’s where I stop her.
“I think that was enough for you.”
“Just a sip, Zach. Just tonight.”
I move my hand away and she grabs the glass. The sip she takes is larger than recommended, and I laugh when she chokes on the strong alcohol.
“Oh my gosh, Zach, what the hell was that?”
“Scotch, the strongest they make.”
“Jesus,” she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. “I’d say.”
She hops down from the barstool, alerting me to the fact that she is indeed pretty plastered. No way she walks off on her own tonight.
“What are you doing, Hunter?”
