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I place my head under the cascading water, letting it wash away some of the tension. The heat is a reminder that this is life. Sometimes, it’s rubbish, and in the end, we all die. But I’m not ready to die yet. I’ve got a family to meet and get to know.
Hearing the door, my head comes up. “Are you ready to pull your head from your ass?” I ask.
Hunter stands at the door for a second before stepping into the room and shutting it behind him. My already hot body starts to smolder. The way Hunter’s eyes work their way down the entire length of my body, taking in everything, ignites my center.
He strips off his shorts, and I swallow. Knowing what’s coming, my chest and throat tighten.
Hunter steps in, joining me, and I take in his perfectly chiseled body, the incredible six-pack, or is that an eight? His V has me biting my bottom lip.
“See something you like?” He laughs.
“That depends if he’s decided to stop being such a dick.”
“I’m sorry I was a dick.” His arms wrap around my waist, pulling me against his wet body.
“Well, then, yes. I see something I like.”
His mouth is on mine, hungry to taste me.
“So you don’t want to leave?” he asks between kisses along the nape of my neck, leading back up to my lips.
I groan. “It seems you’ve weaseled your way into my heart. I’m not sure I could walk away even if I wanted to.”
“Good, because you are mine.” He growls before claiming my body once again.
23
“Are you ready?” Hunter asks. “Now, make sure your arms are locked into position.”
I hold a gun, somewhat steady.
Hunter has been teaching me to defend myself for the last four weeks. He felt it was time I learned, considering the line of work I’m about to be thrown into.
I do as he says. “Is this right?” I question, looking to him for guidance. This isn’t the first time he’s talked me through this.
I’ve even had Landon help me when Hunter has had to go back into the city. But I think I’d prefer Landon to be looking after Hunter. Who knows what his father is capable of? If he could turn my family on me, then I’m sure he could turn his family on his son.
“Yes. Now, when you’re ready, you know what to do,” Hunter says.
Looking straight ahead, I line my shot up with the paper we have attached to the tree along the forest border. My arms are locked straight, and my chest thrums with excitement.
I squeeze the trigger, and the shot rings out. I want to shut my eyes in reaction to the loud bang that follows, but Hunter told me never to close them when shooting and to keep my eye on the target. The vibration from the shot runs along my arms. Adrenaline burns in my veins. It’s such a thrill.
“That was good. You hit the mark that time. Looks like Landon has been a good teacher.”
“He has.” I smile and point the gun down, turning to face Hunter and handing it over.
“For someone with his skills, I’d expect him to be a good teacher,” Hunter says dryly.
Landon is not much of a talker. He just instructs and expects perfection. “What skills?” I ask curiously.
Hunter looks up from where he was putting the gun away in its case. “I guess you should know. He’s an excellent marksman, great with any kind of gun or blade, and could easily kill you with his bare hands.”
I open my mouth to speak, but for a moment, nothing comes out. Then, I finally find my voice. “Assassin, that’s right.”
Hunter shrugs. “Yeah.”
I don’t know why it catches me off-guard, as he’s already insinuated what he does, but still, my eyes bug out. I think just hearing it again confirms it is a shock to the system. I mean, who wouldn’t be jarred by this after they have literally taken shooting lessons from the man?
