It was past two a.m. Sienna was drumming her fingers against her lap, expecting Hunter to walk in.
No. I'm not waiting for him.
And what if he doesn't come tonight?
Yeah, he must have changed his mind. Last night he slept here, so he doesn't need to come tonight either.
She pulled her legs up as her eyes stayed on the door.
Just then, Hunter decided to walk inside wearing pajama bottoms that hung quite low.
She wished being this handsome was a sin. She quickly looked away before he could catch her staring.
Tonight, she was actually decent. No ill-fitted gown, no absence of panties. Just an oversized t-shirt with loose shorts.
A faint smile tugged at his lips as he tossed his pillow on the bed. Sienna cleared her throat awkwardly, "What are you doing here?"
Hunter cocked up a brow, "I'm here because of you. I thought you needed me tonight," he replied lazily, "So here I am."
Sienna narrowed her eyes, "How do you manage to be so … overconfident?"
