Page 57 of Reforming Hunt
Abby held on, even while her body convulsed, euphoria spreading through her.
She’d never let go—not as long as she had him.
Hunt collapsed on top of her, his arms supporting part of his weight as his breathing calmed.
After a few minutes, he lifted his head from where he’d tucked it against her shoulder and neck. A wicked look gleamed in his eyes. “That was fun. Ready for round two?”
Chapter 25
“Round two?” she said, stunned. “I’m still recovering from round one. How are you conscious right now?”
Hunt rolled to his side, pulling Abby against him. “You inspire me,” he murmured against her neck, tickling her.
“Or I’m the only willing woman in the vicinity,” she said. “You promised to not be with anyone else. Not like you have options.”
A queasy sensation rolled through Abby’s stomach. Hunt had made it clear that this marriage was his way of helping her and nothing more. But now that she’d spent time with him and gotten to know him, she wasn’t sure she wanted to let him go. She thought she could keep things casual. Now, she was pretty sure Hunt had ruined her for all other men.
She couldn’t help her budding feelings for him even before the explosive sex.
Hunt tensed, and she feared he’d read her mind about wanting more.
“Everything okay?” she said.
“I don’t want to be with you because you’re the only woman around. You know that, right?”
Not really. “We’re attracted to each other,” she said hesitantly. Because therewassizzling chemistry between them.
“Attraction is putting it mildly.” He shook his head and looked away. “I’m going to sound like a jerk, but you’re the only woman I’ve ever been willing to commit to.”
“But that was to help me and Noah,” she said. He had agreed to a fake marriage, and Abby wasn’t naive enough to believe Hunt’s affection for her son hadn’t played a huge part in it.
“Maybe. In the beginning. Now, I’m not so sure,” he said.
Abby’s face froze.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said, then smiled and kissed him. But inside, her heart and mind went into turmoil. She couldn’t risk ruining their agreement for feelings built on shaky ground. What if Hunt panicked as the relationship grew, and he left her? She’d be back where she started, alone, and with Noah’s grandparents breathing down her neck.
Since Abby’s wedding to Hunt, Vivian had backed off, and it had been a huge weight lifted off Abby’s shoulders. She couldn’t risk losing the ground she’d made where Noah’s grandparents were concerned. Not even for a chance at love.
She was a single mom, and if anything could force her to keep her feelings in check, it was her duty to Noah.
* * *
Unfortunately,over the next week Hunt tested Abby’s determination to keep things casual at every turn. He followed through on his declaration of stamina, andgood Goddid he prove himself.
As soon as Noah crashed for the evening, Abby and Hunt retreated to her bedroom and stayed up half the night putting Hunt’s skills to the test. She was gettingso much moreout of this fake marriage than he was, she was sure of it.
Sex with Hunt was the best sex of her life. Though he didn’t seem to be suffering.
Hunt had reached for her in the middle of the night last night. “Just one more time,” he’d said, and she didn’t think it was all about sex. He seemed to be holding on to her as hard as she wanted to hold on to him.
Abby leaned over the bed, blushing at the memory, and rummaged for a pair of leggings Hunt had removed. It was Saturday morning, and she heard Noah rustling around in his bedroom. Any minute, her son would come barging in.
Hunt slid his hand across her ass. “Mmm.”
She slapped his hand away. “We just finished!”
