“No,” he said softly, as he reached up and pushed her hair back. “Are you going to tell me why you’re apologizing?”
“Because we had to leave the convention early,” she said, as she absently toyed with one of the buttons on his shirt.
“That had nothing to do with you,” Hunter murmured as he placed his hands on her hips.
“Then why are we leaving?”
“Because I violated the terms of my house arrest,” Hunter said, shifting his attention to the Shadow Security ID that she still wore around her neck.
“You’re lying,” she said, watching as Hunter slowly looked up to meet her gaze.
“Does it really matter?” he asked softly.
“You don’t have to take care of me, Hunter,” Kylie said and after a slight hesitation, she reached up and cupped his handsome face in her hands and gently caressed his jaw.
“Yes,” he said, covering one of her hands with his as he turned his head and pressed a kiss against her wrist, “I do.”
“Why?” she asked, searching his face for an answer.
“You know why,” he said, as they felt the car come to a stop.
“No, I don’t,” she whispered softly, as she moved to pull her hand back only to have Hunter stop her with a, “Liar,” before he released her. Keeping his eyes locked with hers, he opened the car door and helped her out. Taking a shaky breath, she accepted her bag from the driver with a murmured, “Thank you,” and waited for Hunter, well aware of the way he watched her every move.
This was a mistake, she tried to tell herself as they headed to the door, but as they silently made their way upstairs, she realized that she didn’t care. She didn’t care that he was her boss or that this wasn’t going to end well for her. The only thing that she cared about right now was the way that he made her feel.
When they reached her door, Hunter placed her bags in her room. With a soft smile, he cupped her face in his hands as he leaned down and pressed a kiss against her forehead with a, “Goodnight, Miss Moore,” before walking away.
It took her a minute to realize that she was staring after him and another before Kylie grudgingly accepted the fact that he wasn’t coming back. Trying to convince herself that she wasn’t disappointed, she walked into her room and closed the door behind her with a groan before she stepped back against the door, closed her eyes and-
“Stop leaving your bedroom window unlocked, Miss Nielsen,” Hunter said, startling her into opening her eyes as he cupped her face and gave her a kiss that had her breath catching and her hands fisting in his shirt. He moved his lips against hers, teasing her into kissing him back only to swallow his groan when he deepened the kiss. Just as she felt herself starting to melt against him, he brushed his lips against hers one last time with a, “Goodnight, Miss Davis.”
Chapter 26
Sunday
Maybe she was losing her mind? Kylie wondered as she risked a glance up from her iPad to find Hunter double-checking the sensors that he’d installed on the patio doors this morning. Really hoping that he wasn’t about to test the alarm that he’d decided to install this morning, again, she sat there, watching as the man who’d acted like nothing happened last night continued to work.
Definitely losing her mind, she thought, biting back a sigh and returned her attention to the article that she’d been trying to read for the past hour only to find herself thinking about that kiss that had kept her up most of the night. It had been…
Amazing.
It had been the kind of kiss that she’d always dreamed of and apparently that’s what happened, she realized, biting back a groan and decided to put herself out of her misery and call it a night. Setting aside her blanket, she climbed off the couch and after a slight pause, said, “Goodnight, Hunter,” sounding hopeful only to feel her shoulders slump when he absently mumbled, “Goodnight, Miss Potts,” as he continued working.
Deciding that she could add “Pathetic” to her resume, she headed upstairs to her bedroom, proving that she was definitely pathetic several times along the way by sending a hopeful glance over her shoulder only to find the hallway empty. When she reached her bedroom, she glanced at her closed bedroom window and-
“Okay, that’s enough of that,” Kylie said to herself with a snort of disgust, because this