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Hunter stared at her. “I know this is hard for you. Not just the fact you hate me and I did this to you and I’m here, but … you are so independent.”
He was right, and that was annoying. “How would you know?”
“You’re kidding me, right?” He sat on the little chair next to her bed and cracked a grin. “I’ve known you our whole lives. I know pretty much everything about you.”
“No, you don’t.” She took a drink of water.
“Uh, yeah. I do.”
His arrogance aggravated her. She put the water down, then pointed at him. “You didn’t know my code.”
He looked bored.
“Kensi had to tell you my code.” It felt like a small victory.
“No, she didn’t.”
“You just said she did.”
“I lied.”
She put the plate down on her lap.
Instantly, he took it, but still sat staring at her. “I didn’t want to make you feel weird, but you’re acting weird, so I’ll prove it.”
“Fine, prove it.”
He sighed. “I knew it would be some combination of numbers surrounding your dad’s birthday. You always use your dad’s birthday for your codes.”
He was right. Of course he was right. He would know, too, because she’d told him she’d never gotten to celebrate her dad’s birthday. He’d passed when she was only five years old and she wanted to remember him always.
“Fine. I still don’t want you here helping me.” She sounded like a baby, but this was all too much. “I thought Lucy was in charge of me this morning. Or Ava.” She reached for her phone, then gave up when she realized she’d have to move her whole body to get it. “I’ll call them. Go away.”
Hunter pointed to the note. “They all agreed I should fix this. I did this, so I should fix it.”
“I didn’t agree,” she protested.
“Reese, please.”
Cheryse struggled to reach for her cell phone again.
Hunter picked up her phone, unplugged it, and held it out to her. “Please.”
She met his gaze. He looked different today. It was something about his eyes, or rather his eye. Maybe this washerHunter.
That thought stunned her. She hadn’t realized she thought of him that way.
“What?”
“Nothing.” No way was she telling him what she’d just thought, so she opted for something else. “I don’t want a wrecking ball taking care of me.”
“Dang, girl.” Hunter gave her a familiar stubborn look. He and Trent had always given her that look when they wouldn’t budge on something. “Do you have to hit so hard with your words so early in the morning?”
“You did just hit me and give me a high ankle sprain.”
“I know, and I am sorry. I … ” His face turned sober. It was uncanny to see Hunter behave this way after acting like a jerk for so long. “I am truly sorry. Please, Reese, just let me help. Please.”
She hesitated. Part of her wanted to rub it in his face and refuse, but she needed his help. And that ticked her off.
