Chapter 10
TEN
HUNTER
In the shower, I thought about the woman who was walking around naked in my living room.
Sex with Kylie was great, almost like I had never had sex with anyone before.
There were so many things I wanted to do to her, and I couldn’t wait to get started.
There were so many things I wanted to ask her as well.
I changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and with my hair still damp from the shower, I walked out of my bedroom towards the living room.
I’d been away from her for no more than fifteen minutes and already I could feel myself wanting to see her again.
It was strange that I was feeling this way, that I couldn’t stop thinking about her even when she was in the same apartment as me.
I knew something was going on. Something was happening to me, but I had no idea what the fuck that was.
I had to find a way to make her spend the night.
I’d decided I would ask her to bring her son back here if she had to, but I wanted to spend the rest of the night getting to know her.
I wanted to know everything there was to know about Kylie Aston.
When I stepped into the living room, it was empty.
With my brows crossed, I stood there for a couple of moments looking around.
“Kylie?” I called out her name, hoping she had just slipped into one of the other rooms in search of a bathroom or something like that.
My voice echoed in the empty house, and I called out her name again.
Then my eyes fell on my discarded clothes, lying folded up neatly on the couch. That was what alerted me to the absence of Kylie’s clothes. They had been lying strewn around the room earlier, and now they were missing.
I called out her name again, panic gripping me all of a sudden. She had dressed herself then gone missing. I searched for her purse, which was missing, too, and I realized she was gone.
I walked over to the front door and saw that it was unlocked. In a sudden fit of fury, I punched the door with my clenched knuckles and growled when the wood dug into my flesh. She was really gone.
I paced the room, grumbling under my breath as I tried to make sense of the whole thing.
Why would she have disappeared without a word?
When I went into the shower, she seemed happy and comfortable.
Nothing in her actions or expressions had made me think that she wanted to leave. She hadn’t even texted her babysitter!
What had I done? What had she seen? Something must have triggered her suddenly to make her leave.
I wasn’t fooling myself; it was obvious that she had fun tonight.
The sex was great! I could see it in her eyes that she wanted more and seemed genuinely excited at the prospect of a fancy meal.
I had the entire dinner planned out in my head. I was still itching to cook for her.
Why had she gone without a word?
I wondered if it had something to do with her son. Had she received an emergency phone call from the babysitter? Maybe that’s what it was.
I tried to calm myself. She owed me nothing. I didn’t need a justification from Kylie for leaving. It wasn’t like she was my girlfriend or indebted to me in any way. She was a free woman, so she could do as she pleased.
However, she had left without even leaving me a note!
I clenched my jaw to suppress a growl that was growing inside me.
My eyes fell on my helmet, and I decided that I needed to make sure that she was all right.
I had offered to give her a lift home. At this time of the night, she wouldn’t find a cab easily.
She couldn’t have walked far. Maybe I could still catch up with her.
The least I could do was give her a ride.
I picked up my helmet and my keys, and that was when I heard my cellphone ring. I wasn’t really thinking and assumed that it was Kylie calling.
When I answered, my voice still mixed with rage and confusion; I realized that it was Gunner.
“Where are you, brother?” I heard Gunner’s voice, and I let out a deep grunt. Why would Kylie call? She didn’t even have my phone number.
“At my place. Why are you calling?” I snapped at Gunner, unable to hide the annoyance from my voice.
“What’s gotten into you these days? Jeez! The second shipment is coming in,” I heard him say as I rubbed my face in frustration with my hand.
“Second shipment?” I asked, still feeling lost.
“Yeah, you know, our second shipment, man,” Gunner said, and I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
“Yeah. Right. Okay,” I mumbled.
“You coming?” he said, and I gulped. I could do with the distraction; that much was for sure.
“Long Beach?” I asked him.
“Yeah. See you there in twenty minutes,” Gunner said then he cut the call. I listened to the white noise in my ear for several moments before I finally dragged the phone away.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Kylie and what had made her leave so suddenly, but meeting the boys and getting to work would serve as the best distraction.
I headed out the door in seconds, bounding down the stairs till I jumped on my Harley, and instantly, I felt that searing ache in my body again from the fact that Kylie wasn’t sitting behind me, that she didn’t have her arms around my waist anymore.
This woman had really fucked me over.