“Nice. Are you sure Hunter didn’t suspect anything when he was here?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. He bought everything I said and did.”
“You must’ve showed him a really good time, then,” he said, raising an eyebrow.
My cheeks turned hot. “I just kissed him. It barely even lasted thirty seconds. But I made it seem real,” I replied in a small voice, stomach churning.
I hated lying to my friend, but I was too ashamed to tell the truth—that I was clearly sick and broken, and as a result I almost gave in to Hunter and let him take everything he wanted from me.
Adam laughed. “Your acting skills must be amazing.” He held up the phone. “Anyway, I’ll head back now and switch this with the decoy phone.”
“Okay. Make sure you don’t get caught.”
“I won’t.” He gave me a quick hug. “Good job tonight. Everything went perfectly.”
I forced a smile. “Thanks. It was a solid plan.”
He grinned and did a mock bow.
After he was gone, I went into the bathroom and turned the shower on, making sure the water was scalding hot. I felt like I needed to scrub the whole night off me, along with the feeling of Hunter’s lips and hands on my face and body.
I hoped the shower would wash away the burning desire I felt for him, too, but deep down, I knew no amount of soap or water could make that happen. It was already rooted in me, wrapping around my insides like a poison vine and pulsing in my mind like an endless drumbeat.
Despite everything Hunter had done to me, and everything I’d done to him in return, part of me still wanted him… and that scared the shit out of me.