I grumble and push out of my seat. “Never mind.”
Mom lays her hand on my arm, stopping me from walking out. “Wait, Whitley. Listen to yourself, to everything that you said. You’re not mad at Hunter, you’re mad at Julia. You’re frustrated that last night ended the way it did, and you’re scared about what the future holds for you and him.”
“How are you so good at that? I word vomit all of it, and you’re able to pick out the problem in seconds.”
“I know you, Whitley, I’m your mom. You are one of the most levelheaded and drama free people I know, and that’s saying a lot since you’re only twenty-one.”
“Hey!”
She grins at me. “All I’m trying to say is for being as young as you are you’ve got your head on right. You never let this kind of crap bother you. Don’t start now. Be honest with yourself and then be honest with Hunter. He’ll appreciate it.”
“Thanks, mom.” I hug her neck quick before walking back to my place.
I spend the next couple of hours cleaning my house and doing laundry. For not being here all week, I’m surprised at how messy the place is.
My hair is up in a ponytail, and I’m still in my leggings and a big t-shirt when I hear a knock at my door. Putting down the shirt I’m folding, I go to my door and open it. Standing in front of me is Hunter looking pissed off and delicious in his gym shorts and a muscle shirt.
“Hey.”
“Hey? That’s all you have to say?” He asks storming through my door and into my living room.
I close the door and follow him to the living room where I find him pacing back and forth. “Hunter, will you please stop? What’s wrong?”
He stops and faces me, his hands braced on his hips, and his eyes boring into mine. “Why aren’t you answering your phone?” He snaps.
“My phone?” I ask and quirk my head.
He closes his eyes and drops his head back, releasing a large sigh. When he looks up, he doesn’t look angry, just frustrated. “I texted you last night, and you never replied. I figured you needed time still, but after not hearing from you after a few hours, I texted and called again. I get it if you’re upset, but next time at least let me know that you’re alright. I was worried about you.”
Damn, I didn’t even think about it that way. I wince. “I haven’t checked my phone all day. I freaked out over some dream I had last night and then went to talk to my mom as soon as I got up. After that, I came back here and have been cleaning all day. I promise I wasn’t purposely avoiding your calls and texts.”
“But you were avoiding your phone?” He asks.
I shrug and sit on the couch. “Maybe? I don’t know, I guess I needed time to think some things through.”
Hunter kneels at my feet and pulls my hands into his. “Are you done thinking things through? I’ve been going crazy without you, and it’s been less than a day.”
“I know what you mean. I slept horribly last night. God, and that freaking dream I had.” I shake my head, the remnants of it still irking me.
Hunter kisses each of my hands then looks me in the eyes. “Tell me about the dream, baby.”
“Only if you come up here and sit next to me,” I say, wanting him beside me, needing to draw comfort from him.
Hunter sits in the middle of the couch and pulls my legs over his thighs, so he’s resting his hands on my calves. I tell him about my dream, and by the time I’m finished, I feel foolish for making it such a big deal in the first place. I know Hunter, and he’d never do anything like that. He’s too honorable of a man.
“You know I’d never do that, don’t you?”
“Yeah. I guess after last night, and the way we left things, it just added insult to injury.”
“It killed me to leave you here, baby. I almost couldn’t leave. I sat in my truck for a few minutes watching your house, until I saw your mom peek out the window at me and wink.”
I shake my head smiling. My mom is something else. “Hunter, I’m sorry about last night. Julia said some things to me in the bathroom, and I let it get to me.”
“What did she say to you?”
I roll my eyes. “It’s stupid. I shouldn’t have let it bother me, but I did.”
“It’s not stupid if it made you feel this way. It came between us and in no way am I okay with that. Now, what did she say?” He demands.