ime she turned off the water.
She turned to find Hunter standing only a foot away.
“Crap! Do you have to sneak up on me?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Just checking you hadn’t flooded the place.”
“Don’t worry, I promise not to wreck the apartment while I’m here.”
“Come and eat. Food’s getting cold.”
She resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at his back. Barely. They sat down together at the table, eating silently.
Cady stood up with a groan to clear the table.
“What’s wrong?” Hunter asked, standing. He frowned as he looked her over.
“Nothing.”
“You don’t moan like that about nothing.” He moved around to her side. “What is it? Did someone hurt you?”
“Yes, Jaron.”
“What?” Thunder filled his face and he looked ready to kill. “He’s dead.”
She was an idiot. She grabbed his arm as he went to storm past her. “Hunter, I was joking.”
He stared down at her in disbelief.
“Jaron didn’t hurt me, well, nothing that I didn’t ask for. We were training today and I’m just a bit sore, all right?”
He relaxed under her hand.
“Well, why didn’t you say so?”
“Because it’s embarrassing. I didn’t realize I was so out of shape.”
Hunter helped her clean up the empty containers.
“Jaron is pushing you too hard. I’ll have a word with him.”
“Oh no, you won’t.” She turned to him, prodding at his chest with her finger. “You will stay out of it. This is nothing to do with you.”
“I’m your boss,” he told her.
“And I need training to do the job you pay me for, which is exactly what Jaron is doing.”
Hunter fell silent and instead of answering he moved over into the living room. Too late, she remembered the blanket and pillow on the couch. Crap.
He turned to look at her. “You’re sleeping on the sofa? Is something wrong with the bed?”
“No, the bed is fine. I just prefer to sleep out here.”
“Why?”
Because the bed felt too big, too lonely.
“It’s none of your business.”