25- Hunter’s cousin
Abigail did deserve something more than a contract marriage. For contractual marriage, there were many women available who were ready to get paid and get laid. But this girl in his arms was worthy of something much better.
Someone much better. She took this hasty step to get back at her ex and sister. But she was much more than that. Once she would achieve what they both were only dreaming… that would become the best revenge.
When Abigail woke up it was almost evening. Hunter’s both arms were around her with a duvet over her. She raised her head and found him staring at the ceiling. As if sensing her, he looked at her and held her chin. “Hungry?” She realized she was in bed which only meant …
She started blushing to the roots thinking that he lifted her and brought her to bed… But Hunter kept staring at her. To take his eyes and concentration off her she spoke what came first to her mind. “You know I am not always hungry. You make it seem like my only sole purpose to arrive in
this world was to eat.”
“Ahan! To eat and to drink coffee” he reminded her.
“I love coffee. Except for the black one! I am a fan of all sorts. Espresso, Latte, Cappuccino, iced, frozen, even a decaf one. Just name it and I am all ready to have it.” She told him excitedly. The purpose was to move his concentration from her. But it just did otherwise.
Shifting himself on top of her he playfully pinched her nose, “Really! That means if I pour coffee on myself … will you have me?”
She was not expecting it, on top of that her blush. Putting her both palms on his shoulders she pushed him on the side and rolled from bed. “Shut up,” she said avoiding his gaze.
“I promise, I would pour milk with it just to make myself more tempting.” He was laughing enjoying her discomfort and shyness.
You are already too tempting!
Instead of answering him, she headed towards the restroom. “SHUT UP!” she said without turning,
He laughed harder, “Abigail why don’t you come and try to shut me up yourself.”
He was talking about a kiss. She came back charged and started hitting him with a pillow while !
e laughingly kept protecting himself by raising his one arm. His laughter was contagious.
Abigail could not stop herself and started laughing with him. When he caught the pillow to make her stop, she picked another one and started hitting him again. Soon there was a pillow fight contest going on with full throttle.
He was trying his best to be gentle with her even with the pillows while she was not at all showing any sign of mercy. Not able to take it anymore he caught her by her shoulders and pinned her under him.
They both were laughing together and panting at the same time. Just then Hunter’s phone started ringing. Not wanting to leave her, he turned his face towards her her. She raised an eyebrow playfully asking him silently to receive the call.
He detached himself and reached for his phone. She didn’t know who was on the other side. But whoever it was he surely asked about his breathlessness. In answer, he gave her a smug look and told the person, “Oh it’s nothing. I just had great sex!”
“HUNTER LEVISAY!” she screamed and taking a water bottle with her she poured it on him, only t o throw him in fits of laughter again.
They had completely forgotten about the phone call and the caller on the other side.
Later that night he asked her to choose a movie.
“What kind of movies do you watch? I want to pick up some cheesy romance.” She told him while going through the collection.
He shook his head rolling his eyes, “I am an action person. Romance is something one can find only in books or movies.”
“You don’t believe in romance? Falling In love?” she asked somewhat disappointed.
“I don’t know Abigail. I know I would marry someday. Would like to have a couple of kids too. But love …” he just shrugged his shoulders.
“But you did tell me that you were looking for the right woman. Who would be the right woman if you don’t believe in love?” she looked at him as if she was having difficulty digesting his theories.
“I am clueless at the moment, Abigail.” He said not looking directly into her eyes. “But these romantic movies are kind of … silly,” he scratched his head.
She was quiet for a minute lost in her thoughts. “Ok we would watch some action movie.” she smiled. “Or we can watch both. We need to learn to coexist.”
Hunter did try to put different four-digit codes but now it had frozen due to numerous attempts and they could not put more codes before completing six hours’ duration.
While she selected an action movie something fell on the floor. It was a DVD. She picked it up and then squealed with laughter looking at it.
“What is it?” he frowned a little.
“Look what I found.” she handed over the DVD to him. “Teenage Romance, starring Rafael Wyatt.”
“What about him? Do we have to watch HIS movie? Seriously Abi?” she could not understand what happened to him. Why all of a sudden he was so angry?
“Hunter is it about the romantic movie or Rafael Wyatt?”
“Both” he snapped. And then muttered ‘son of that …..
“Hunter!” she was quite shocked, “Why are you so angry? He might be nineteen in that movie Hei s still too young to achieve that tame and popularity at only twenty or twenty one which people like me and you might only dream to achieve.”
“No, I don’t dream about any such thing. Plus he is twenty-one years old.” He said as if trying to cool himself down,
She went quiet for few minutes then as something crossed her mind, her expression changed to pleasure “You know him?” she asked holding his shoulders.
He did not reply and started turning around.
“Why you are acting so weird and childishly unreasonable?” She was getting pissed now.
“No, I am not.” He again snapped. She did not know if she should laugh or be angry at him. She went to him and did something unexpected.
She hugged him tightly. Putting her cheek on his hard chest. After a little hesitation, he gazed down at her head, and then taking a deep breath he held her by her waist.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asked worriedly under his chin.
“No you didn’t, sugar,” he said gently.
“Then what is it? You know him?” she looked at him fully expecting him to say, no.
But her eyes went wide when she saw him nodding his head. “He is my cousin. My maternal
cousin.”
