The rest of the week passed quickly. Both of them were careful not to be around each other too much, which wasn't difficult as Hunter spent most of his days with a therapist and an on-call doctor. Evie kept herself busy enough with things and tried not to think about what had happened. She was still in love with the man (heaven help her), but didn't want to rush into anything again. It was difficult not to, especially when they both knew what they were missing.
She had taken Hunter into town to visit the therapist, promising to be back in two hours to pick him up. Now Evie sat out on the deck wrapped in a sweater and an old blanket, enjoying the last of fall. It was getting close to Thanksgiving and she had made plans to spend the holidays with her family. After all the chaos and crap that she had been through over the past months, she found that she was looking forward to spending a nice quiet holiday with her family. Well, she reflected wryly, as quiet as family holidays can be.
Evie tilted her head back to watch two squirrels in the trees. One of them chased the other through the branches and down the trunk, nattering madly at the interloper that had invaded its winter storehouse. Other than their chatter, it was quiet. She relished the silence as she let her eyes drift shut. Maybe she could catch a quick cat nap before Hunter called for her to pick him up.
Unfortunately, her cell phone rang before she could even close her eyes all the way. With a soft curse, she dug the phone out of the sweater pocket and looked at the display. Damn. Can't even have a minute's peace.
She opened the phone up. "This is Evie."
"Hey doll! Are you able to talk?"
She smirked. "Shawn, I've been able to talk since I was at least 2 years old. If you're asking if the boss is around, no he's not."
He chuckled. "All right then. No need to get your panties in a bunch. How are ya?"
Evie unwrapped her other arm from the blanket. "I'm doing okay. I've been trying to get things nailed down before the holiday."
"I hear that. So how're things with Hunter? Is he planning revenge yet?"
Evie shrugged her shoulders. "Actually, he hasn't mentioned you all week. If he is planning anything, I don't know about it."
Shawn's curiosity was piqued. It seemed strange that Hunter hadn't said anything about reclaiming the title. Even in passing to Evie. "So what's going on?"
"He's been busy with a therapist all week. I don't think he's had much time to plan anything." She tugged at the blanket. "He's been passing out in his bed almost every night."
"Is that so?" Shawn's eyes narrowed slightly. It sounded like Evie may have made up with Hunter recently. It was the first time in a while he has heard her talk about her employer without anger in her voice. He wondered exactly what type of making up had occurred. "So when are you two coming back to work?"
She pulled the blanket from her shoulders as she stood up. "Whenever the doctor clears him. I'm assuming it'll be in the next couple of days, but don't take my word for it."
"Uh huh," Shawn said slowly. "Well knowing Hunter, he'll be back as soon as he can."
"Probably." She bundled the blanket up and opened the sliding glass door to go back in the house. "But my guess is as good as anyone else's." She walked through the living area towards the kitchen and laundry room. Evie chuckled. "You know him. If he's not busting someone's ass, he's busting his own in rehab to get back to work."
Shawn wondered what was going on with Evie. It was a bit strange that she didn't seem as angry at Hunter as she used to be. He decided to risk it and ask. "So how come he seems to be in your good graces now?"
Evie dropped the blanket in the hamper to be washed later. She leaned against the dryer. "He apologized to me for what happened in Vegas and for how he's been treating me."
That was interesting. Hunter never apologized unless he knew it would get him something later on down the road. At least that was how it was when Shawn had left the company. And dogs don't change their spots. "He actually apologized, huh? Amazing."
"Yeah, believe it or not, he did." Evie wondered why Shawn found it so interesting that Hunter had said he was sorry. "Why?"
Shawn shook his head even though he knew Evie couldn't see him. "No reason. Just seems like he's not the type to apologize unless he can get something out of it later on." He smiled. "But then again, that's just the way I see it."
Evie raised an eyebrow. "Maybe there's more to him than you know Shawn. Maybe some things are a little different."
"Maybe, maybe not. Some people never change."
"And you haven't in the time you've been away?" she asked.
"A little bit here and there. But that's because I distanced myself from all the crap that went on. And still does."
Evie became slightly defensive. "Then why wouldn't Hunter? I understand that you know him in ways that I don't Shawn, but I also know him in different ways as well."
Shawn grimaced. This wasn't going the way he wanted it to. Apparently something more than an apology had passed between Evie and Hunter, and it made him a little upset that she didn't see Hunter the way he did. But then again, Evie had a point. She would know Hunter in ways that Shawn never would.
"Look doll, I don't want to argue with you on this. Let's just call it even and let it go."
"Who said I was arguing Shawn?"
Shawn sighed. "All I'm gonna say is, things aren't always what they seem. Okay?"
"Fine." Evie glanced at her watch. "Listen, Hunter should be calling for me to pick him up from his therapy session."
"Yeah okay. I'll see you around doll. And just be careful of who you trust, all right?"
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Evie was heading back to Ric's dressing room after she had met a courier in the parking lot to give him some things to deliver to the corporate office. Hunter was sequestered in Ric's dressing room, waiting until Shawn's match with RVD. He had something in mind, but didn't let anyone in on what it was. Before she could open the door, a hand touched her on the shoulder. She glanced over and saw Batista standing next to her.
"Is Ric around?" he asked in a low voice.
"He's probably inside," Evie responded as she turned the doorknob.
Both of them walked in to find Hunter seated on the sofa, talking quietly on his cell phone. Ric was watching the monitor as Jericho and Christian interrupted Shawn's interview with Terri and started pouring champagne over themselves.
"Ric?" Evie asked tentatively.
Ric turned his head and noticed Evie standing there with Batista. "What can I do for you?"
Evie gestured to the large man standing next to her. "Batista wanted to see you."
Ric stood up and motioned for Batista to follow him outside in the hall way. The door closed behind them.
Evie sat down next to Hunter on the sofa and turned her attention to the monitor. She shook her head as Jericho ripped on Scott Steiner for interfering in his match last week. Eventually Jericho talked about getting dressed up and going out to party as he and Christian were the tag team champs now. Evie rolled her eyes. If the women in South Carolina had any sense at all, they'd stay as far away from those two genetic morons as possible.
Hunter hung up his phone and sat back. "Where's Flair?"
Evie hooked a thumb in the direction of the door. "Out in the hall talking to Batista."
He nodded in reply as he glanced at Evie. "Don't be surprised if you start seeing Batista around here more often."
She sighed. "Do I want to know what's going on or not?"
Hunter chuckled. "I dunno. Do you?" He shifted to face her so he had one leg up on the sofa and the other resting on the floor.
"Is it going to affect me in any way besides the fact that there'll be another male body traipsing through here in a towel?" she asked sardonically.
Hunter raised both his eyebrows. "And you're complaining about that?" he joked.
She reached over and playfully thumped him on his thigh. "Very funny champ."
He chuckled as he caught her hand. "Yeah, well you've never been one to complain about male bodies walking around in a towel before."
A smirk appeared on Evie's face. "Whatever." She glanced down at her hand in Hunter's. "Are you planning to do something with that or can I have it back?"
"Well, I had planned on giving it back, but now that you mention it…" he trailed off as he pulled her and closer to the top of his thighs.
Evie yanked her hand out of his. When she heard him chuckle again, she looked up. "You are such a bastard," she said softly.
"I know, but you love me anyway," he responded in an amused tone.
Evie opened her mouth to reply, but the door opened and Ric came in alone. He saw the two of them on the sofa. They both looked like they had been caught doing something they shouldn't be. Again, he wondered exactly what the hell was going on between these two.
"Am I interrupting something?" he asked.
Hunter stood up, straightening his jacket. "Nah. Nothing." He finished adjusting his jacket. "So what's up with Batista?"
Ric gestured Hunter to come closer. "Why don't we discuss this elsewhere?"
Hunter looked over at Evie. "We'll be right back."
The door closed behind the two men and Evie leaned back into the cushions to watch the monitor.
RVD and Shawn had exchanged words and a couple of hits. Shawn just grinned at RVD after RVD had hit him. "Now you're speaking my language kid." Shawn walked off as RVD stared after him.
Evie wondered what Hunter was going to do later on tonight. He had hardly said anything about Shawn or going after the title during the past week that they had spent in New Hampshire. In fact, he hadn't said anything at all about it until tonight and even then, he didn't bother to fill either her or Ric in on the details.
She shrugged her shoulders. It didn't make any difference anyway. It was his problem, not hers and she didn't want to get involved if she didn't have to.
The door opened again and Hunter came in by himself. He sat down next to her, much closer this time. Evie looked at him like he'd grown and extra head.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"Why are you sitting so close to me? There's plenty of room on the other side of you."
"I thought you liked being close to me."
Evie gently poked him in the side, causing him to jump. "Move over."
"No," he simply replied.
She poked him again, harder this time. "Move." When he didn't respond or move, she poked him for a third time. This time he grabbed her and pulled her up onto his lap.
She gasped in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"This," he said and then kissed her softly.
She immediately tried to push away, but he had enfolded her in his arms and she couldn't move from his lap. "Hunter," she said in warning.
"What?" He saw her eyes take a quick look in the direction of the door. "Don't worry. Ric is with Batista. He's accompanying him to his match with Kane." His arms tightened around her and pulled her closer. "C'mon, just one kiss," he coaxed.
Evie pressed her lips together, but at the pleading look on Hunter's face, she couldn't resist, so she surrendered and let him kiss her.
His lips touched hers gently and then firmly as a soft moan escaped from her at the feel of his tongue pushing into her mouth where it entwined with hers. After a minute or so, he broke the kiss and leaned his head back against the cushion to look at her. The desire was obvious in her eyes and he wanted nothing more than to lock the door, strip her bare and make love to her right there on the sofa.
Inwardly he sighed. Not the time or the place Hunter. You have business to take care of right now, he reminded himself.
Reluctantly, he let her slide off his lap and he stood up, covertly adjusting himself as he did.
He glimpsed her straightening her shirt and skirt and quickly averted his eyes. It didn't help to watch her. Not with the state he was in at the moment. He walked into the bathroom to try to calm down. He had a score to settle with Shawn and that's what he had to focus on right now.
Hunter gave himself a couple minutes and then walked back into the room. The monitor showed that RVD and Shawn's match was up next. He turned to Evie. "I'm gonna get going," he said as he removed his suit jacket and draped it across the back of the sofa.
She nodded in response as he headed towards the door.
"Ric should be back shortly. Make sure you stay here." He said as he left the room.
Evie, still dazed from the kiss, absentmindedly sat down again. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and blew it out. Damn him. Just when I thought I had myself under control. I need some serious help.
She chuckled softly at picturing herself in a psychiatrist's office. Doctor, I'm having trouble with my Hunter addiction. I need a fix! Her shoulders shook in amusement at that thought. Of course if it's like this for me. I wonder how bad it is for him.
She turned her attention to the monitor as Shawn and RVD's match was underway.
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Shawn was thrown down on the mat and RVD delivered a moonsault that didn't connect and RVD hit the mat hard. Shawn managed to give RVD a corkscrew knee twister that caused RVD to roll up in pain. Shawn stayed with him and continued to work on the knee. RVD came back and knocked Shawn to the mat again, went to the top rope and this time hit the moonsault and rolled Shawn up, but Shawn kicked out at the two count.
RVD delivered a Rolling Thunder for another two count. Shawn reversed a suplex and gave RVD a DDT, knocking him to the mat. Shawn climbed to the top of the rope and smashed his elbow into RVD. Quickly, he covered RVD, but only got a two count. RVD managed to fight back and the two men went back and forth for a minute before RVD hit Shawn with a back breaker and then a Five Star Frog Splash.
Hunter came running down and pulled RVD off Shawn before the ref could count to three. The bell rang, signaling RVD's win by disqualification, but Hunter paid no attention to it as he delivered a Pedigree to RVD on the outside of the ring.
When Hunter climbed up onto he apron, the ref, pulled at him, yelling at him to get down. Hunter complied, but walked over to pick up a steel chair. He shoved the ref away as he walked back to the ring and threw the chair in.
Hunter rolled into the ring and stood over Shawn as he rolled up his shirtsleeves. He unfolded the chair and walked back over to Shawn picking him up off the canvas.
Hunter punched Shawn in the face a couple of times and then picked him up and smashed him back first across the seat of the steel chair. Shawn lay still on the mat, breathing heavily. Hunter paced around Shawn as he talked trash to him and then finally left the ring.
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There was a knock at Hunter's hotel room door. He rolled his eyes, hoping it was something important. He was tired and wanted some sleep. He had turned down Ric's offer to go down to the hotel bar and entertain a couple of ladies. Ever since he had apologized to Evie, he found himself less and less interested in other female companionship. He opened it to find a slightly tipsy Ric Flair on the other side.
"Hunter, ya gotta do somthin' 'bout those two guys. They're getting outta hand."
"Randy and Dave?"
Ric nodded. "Yeah those two are makin' a damn mess."
Ric had flown Randy Orton in to talk to him about a business proposition and Randy had decided to stay over instead of flying home. Batista had agreed to share a room with him. They had joined Ric in the hotel bar and things were calm at first, but after a few drinks and a few females fawning over them, things had gotten slightly out of hand.
Hunter pulled Ric into his room. "You stay here. I'll go beat some sense into them." He grabbed his card key and left.
Ric sat down on the chair and glanced around. Hunter had left the television on and for a few minutes, he watched it. Until he saw that the adjoining door to Hunter's room was slightly open.
Ric stood up and meandered over, wondering why the door was ajar. He peeked around the edge and found that the door on the other side was opened a crack as well. He knew that Evie was in the room next to Hunter's but why the hell had they left the doors open?
Quietly, he opened one door and then the other. The lamp from Hunter's room cast a faint shaft of light into the next room. Ric's eyes widened when he saw Evie asleep on the bed. Well this is interesting!
He silently crept farther in and stopped at the edge of the bed. Evie was sound asleep on her side, facing him. The blanket had fallen down around her waist and Ric noticed that she was wearing a nightgown. In the dim light it looked like it was black. My favorite colour, he thought with amusement.
He carefully pulled the blanket down a little farther, revealing the curve of her hip and thigh. The nightgown had ridden up and rested just in the valley of her waist. He let go of the blanket and very gently touched the bare skin of her thigh. Slowly he moved his hand up, caressing the soft skin.
Evie stirred slightly and murmured something. He withdrew his hand and waited until she had settled on her back. His gaze traveled over her, noticing that the nightgown had bunched up near her waist. He sighed disappointment when he saw that she had underwear on, and the hand stopped at her breasts. One of the straps had slid down and the top of her breast was exposed. Ric brought his hand up to touch her, but instead he found himself drawn to her mouth and he leaned in and kissed her softly.
When she didn't react, he kissed her again. His hand moved in to feel the tender skin of her breast and he kissed her one more time.
"Hunter stop..." she mumbled.
Ric withdrew his hand and pulled back a little. Hunter huh? Well I ain't Hunter but what the hell? In for a penny, in for a pound. His lips descended on hers one more time.
Evie's head twisted slightly to break the contact. "Hunter..." she breathed. "Stop it..."
Before Ric could kiss her one last time, Evie opened her eyes.
It took her a few seconds to realize that the person next to her bed wasn't Hunter. Her eyes grew wider as she realized exactly who it was.
"What the hell are you doing in my room?" she demanded as she jerked the blanket up to cover herself. "Get out."
Ric leaned closer. "C'mon baby. I know you want me to give it to you."
Evie could smell the alcohol on his breath. "I think you better leave Ric."
He reached down and yanked the covers off her. His eyes drank her in greedily. "Oh I ain't leavin'. No sir. I'm gonna be your high-flying-wheelin'-dealin' man. And you're gonna love it."
She slapped his hand away as he reached for her breast. "Get out before you get hurt!"
Ric grabbed her arms, his face inches from hers. "Don't treat me like that baby. I'm gonna make you scream and you're gonna love it."
Evie leaned her head back and then abruptly brought it forward, slamming her forehead into Ric's nose. There was a popping noise and Ric let go of her and covered his nose as he groaned in pain.
"Get out!" she yelled at him as she climbed over the other side of the bed to move away from him.
Ric looked at her with anger in his eyes. "Dammit woman! Why'd you do that?"
"GET OUT!" she screamed.
"What the FUCK is going on in here!" A different voice boomed from the doorway.
Evie looked towards the adjoining door. Relief flooded through her when she saw Hunter. He paused at the dresser and turned a light on, strode over to where Ric and Evie were and jerked Ric around to face him.
He noticed the blood around Ric's fingers and looked at Evie. "Did you break it?"
Evie shrugged. "I don't think so."
"What happened?"
Ric opened his mouth to talk and Hunter immediately held his hand up and glared at him. Ric promptly shut his mouth. "Evie? What happened?"
She wrapped her arms around herself. "I woke up and found him standing over me. I don't know how long he was in here or what he did, but the blanket was down near my knees and my nightgown was up around my waist, so I can only assume he got a good look at whatever he could see."
Hunter nodded as he kept his anger in check. He turned to Ric. "What do you have to say for yourself," he barked.
Ric shrugged. "I was curious," he answered lamely. When he saw Hunter's eyes flashing with anger he tried a friendly buddy-buddy smile. "C'mon Hunter. Don't tell me you wouldn't have taken a look," Ric wheedled as he tilted his head towards Evie, a sly look in his eye. "You can't tell me you wouldn't want to get some of that."
Hunter didn't respond to that last statement. He looked over at Evie. She looked like she wanted to beat the crap out of Ric. He couldn't blame her. He felt the same way. He took a breath and pushed his temper down.
"Evie is my employee Ric. I've told you repeatedly to leave her alone. Maybe you'll get the message through your thick skull now that she's popped you in the nose."
"Just get him out of my room," Evie said in a forced calm tone. "Because if you don't, I'll give him more than just a bloody nose."
Hunter nodded and steered Ric through the adjoining doors to his room. The door on Evie's side slammed shut. Hunter winced inwardly. He knew she wasn't mad at him, but he wasn't looking forward to going back over there once he got rid of Ric.
Hunter reached into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. He threw it at the other man. Ric grabbed it and quickly applied it to his face. Hunter waited until Rick had cleaned off what he could.
"What the hell possessed you to go over there?" Hunter demanded.
"Why the hell were the doors open?" Ric countered. "You two got something going on?"
Hunter clenched his fist at his side. He really wanted to hit Ric for touching her. Instead he relaxed his hand and avoided Ric's question. "See, this is exactly why I told you to leave her alone. Now things are messy and I hate that. It puts a strain on our relationship. It causes problems between you and Evie. All though she may pass it off as you being a drunk asshole."
Hunter pointed at Ric. "I'll see if I can smooth things over with her, but I expect you to apologize to her in the morning. She is not one of your bimbos Ric. She's my employee and should be treated with respect."
Ric nodded, not happy with the way he was being treated, but figured he'd cut his losses now and worry about things later. "Fine. Now if I can go back to my room..."
Hunter opened the door for him and watched Ric go into his own room before Hunter closed his door. He leaned back against it and sighed. He should have known better than to leave Ric in here, but it was too late now.
Hunter gently knocked on the adjoining door. The door clicked and opened and Evie stood on the other side. As Hunter looked her over to make sure she was all right, he noticed what she was wearing. Where and when had she bought that? He didn't remember her having a black nightgown before. It must be something she purchased recently. As his eyes traveled over her, taking in the way the fabric clung to her form, he felt a faint stirring of desire and he wondered if she had anything on underneath.
She noticed him staring at her and she promptly crossed her arms over her chest. "What?"
Hunter cleared his throat. "You okay?"
"I suppose. I don't know what he was doing before I woke up though. That kinda scares me."
Hunter leaned against the doorjamb, trying to concentrate on what he was saying instead of what she was wearing. "I don't think he got too far. He's not exactly in his right mind."
"Yeah well, I hate to think of what he would have done if I hadn't woken up." She shivered slightly. "Or if he was in his right mind. Just thinking about it gives me the creeps. The man is old enough to be my father."
Hunter looked her in the eyes. "I told him he needed to apologize to you and that since you're my employee, you deserve to be treated with respect."
Evie smiled. "Sounds familiar."
Hunter chuckled. "Yeah. Live and learn I guess." He moved closer to her and laid his hands on her bare shoulders. He felt the brief prickle of gooseflesh under his palms. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked softly.
She turned her eyes up to his, wondering what he was up to. "Yeah. Why?"
"Just making sure. I don't want there to be any bad blood between you and Ric."
"Just because he's drunk isn't an excuse Hunter," she responded.
"I know, but keep in mind the three of us have to work together, so try not to beat the crap outta him."
Evie smiled again. "There were days I felt like beating the crap out of you, but I didn't."
Hunter moved a little closer. "Such good self-control you have there little lady," he joked.
"I try, but it's not easy." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Especially around you."
Hunter said nothing as his hands slid down to her arms where he gently grasped her and pulled her against him. He knew what she meant. He was having a difficult time controlling himself right now.
"Hunter..." she protested faintly.
"Shhh." He took her lips between his and his tongue slipped across her bottom lip. When Evie moaned softly, his tongue plunged into her mouth and teased hers. His arms tightened around her as he continued to ravish her mouth. A surge of desire shot through him when she trembled and another moan escaped her.
Evie held his head in her hands, trying to pull him as close as possible. Subconsciously her body rubbed against his. Hunter choked back a groan as he felt the length of her move against him. He broke the kiss and dropped his head to her shoulder.
He held her against him, feeling the drumming of her heart, smelling the flowery scent that was hers, hearing her ragged breathing. He felt his desire churning desperately inside and he wanted to throw Evie down and rip that damnable nightgown off her. He didn't know how long he would be able to keep from doing so.
Evie remained where she was, trying to bring herself under some sort of control. She closed her eyes and reveled in the weight of his arms around her, crushing her against him. Despite the protestations of her mind, her heart skipped in excitement as she felt the warmth of his body next to hers. The ache of desire was growing stronger and she pined for more than just a kiss from him.
Damn him. Damn him and the way he makes me want more. Reluctantly she pulled back.
Hunter felt her move and noticed that she was trying to break the embrace. "Evie…" he rumbled softly.
"What?" she whispered.
"Let me stay."
Her knees weakened slightly at his words. She couldn't look at him. She knew if she did, she'd give in. Damn him. Evie shook her head in response to his statement.
"Why not?" He knew she wanted him. He had seen it in her eyes earlier today in the dressing room when he had kissed her. Why was she fighting it?
Evie licked her lips and tried to push away. "I think it's time to say goodnight Hunter."
Slowly he loosened his hold on her. "That's not an answer Evie," he said quietly and held up a hand when she started to protest. "But I'll let it go." He dropped his hand. "For now."
She nodded in response and waited until he backed away through the door. "Goodnight Hunter."
He smiled slightly. "G'night Evie."
She swiftly closed the adjoining door before she changed her mind and pulled him back into her room. With a sigh, she turned out the light and got back into bed. She didn't know how long she could deny him. Her body throbbed in need of him and her mind objected to her body's response.
Evie turned over and pounded her pillow in frustration. She laid her head back down and told her conscience to shut up as she made her decision.
"The hell with waiting for him to say anything," she muttered to herself. "I'll be waiting for the rest of my life. I'm just gonna ask him point blank."
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A/N: Thanks for all the reviews for the last chapter. My apologies that this took so long to update. Things have been a bit hectic lately. I hope you enjoy this chapter. On a side note: my work hours changed again, so I may be updating on Fridays again, but that's not definite right now.
Erica: Thanks! Glad you enjoyed Chapter 37. Hope you enjoy this one too.
Karisma: Sexual tension? You aint' seen nothing yet! Yeah Ric is a bit of a slime. After this, he's a huge slime! And will keep getting slimier as things progress.
Princess-Muse: Don't worry, cold showers might be coming to an end soon. After this chapter, you think Ric would get he hint and bugger off? Heh heh heh.
Xtreme Jewell: Hunter'll get around to it eventually. Maybe. Still a few twists and turns. And we'll see how long her self control lasts.
Jessi: Thanks! I'm glad you're still hangin' in there with me. And Evie and Hunter.
iccess-america: Ric is creepy to begin with. He is up to something, but I'm not telling. Yeah, Hunter might be opening up a bit more, and you think it would be obvious to Evie, but she isn't really seeing it. She's waiting to hear it.
MsLessa: Ahhh nefarious plans… Yeah he's got some… somewhere. He's not gonna be coaxing anymore though!
Jennifer Hyacinth: Updated! Glad you're enjoying it!
Disco_Inferno1: Thanks! She can't get by with out making a snide comment to Jericho. Heh heh heh. Evie has some will power where Hunter is concerned, but it may not last much longer. Ric-well…. Let's just say he's done trying to be nice.
Vronica03: Thanks! Yeah she shold just take what she can get. Hell, I would!
Huntersgirl: Hunter can't help it. He wants her but he's afraid to admit it. Glad you're enjoying this.
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