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you insist on staying here, it will have to do." I tiptoed across the room and went to the bed where my clothes were laid out. Of course, Hunter was lying right on top of them. "Um," I said, poking at him, "roll over a little."
     
    He swatted at my hand. I forgotten he was ticklish. I slightly smiled, but realized who was laying there. "Come on, Hunter," I said, now trying to push him as hard as I could. He moved a little, but not much. "You're lying on my clothes!"
     
    "If you wanted a reason to touch me, all you had to do was ask," he said, still muffled. I rolled my eyes. "But here," he rolled onto his side, but the wrong way. My arms were now under him and my front was mashed up against his. "Oopsie," he said, chuckling, "again, my bad."
     
    He rolled the other way. I was like tomato red at that point. Half naked, practically, and just trying to get clothes. I grabbed them quickly before he could trap me again.
     
    I put on my jeans quickly and whipped on my shirt. I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes for a second. "Alright, before you take the pillow off, you need to promise me something," I said, looking at him intently.
     
    "What, Pay?" I rolled my eyes. He obviously was not going to stop calling me that. I absolutely loved it when he called me that when we were dating. He was the only one I had ever allowed to call me that. But now, it was just like a knife to the heart.
     
    "I want you to promise that you will never speak of what you saw when you rudely walked in. In fact, how about we just agree that you didn't see anything?" I had my hands on my hips.
     
    "First of all," he said, while taking the pillow off of his face, "take your hands off your hips. You're not my mother, madam."
     
    I didn't even want to know how he knew that I had my hands on my hips before he had taken the pillow off of his eyes.
     
    "And second of all," he sat up, and scooted to the edge of the bed, "I can agree that I didn't see you standing there in your matching white, lace sexy ass underwear, with your toned stomach and amazing…rest of your top half." He looked up at my slyly.
     
    I blushed crimson.
     
    "Why are you such an asshole?" I asked, going back to my closet to grab a jacket and a cute winter hat.
     
    "Why do you have such a big stick up your ass? I'm just having fun with you, Pay. Relax. Cool your shit. I promise I won't mention the fact to Brody that I walked in on you practically naked."
     
    "Braden," I said, pinching the arch of my nose. "BRAY-DEN. Why do I keep having to tell you that? I know you know his name. You're not a stupid guy, Hunter."
     
    "Fine, Baby-Braden. I won't tell him that I walked in on his girlfriend. I have some class, babe," he said, standing up.
     
    "If you're going to call me anything, I would rather you call me Pay than babe," I glared at him.
     
    "I knew you liked it when I call you Pay, Pay." He winked at me. "Are you ready?"
     
    "Remind me why I'm going with you?" I said, placing my hands on my hips once again.
     
    "Because, Pay," he said, starting to walk out.
     
    "That's not an answer, Hunter," I said, following him, while slipping on my jacket.
     
    He turned around abruptly. I almost ran into him.
     
    "Because, Pay," he said, while grabbing the openings of my jacket and pulling me towards him. I tried to resist, but I knew it was useless. I just looked up at him with the bitchiest face I could make, "I put you through hell the last time we were together. I've felt like such an ass for that for years now. I need to make it up to you." My face softened. "And plus," he said, throwing in his cockily grin, "Since we're taking the bike, you have no choice but to wrap your arms around me or you'll hit the pavement."
     
    What an ass.
     

CHAPTER 10:
     

TONGUE TIED
     
    He was right. Being on the back of that motorcycle was freezing.
     
    But it was also very exciting. At any moment, I felt like I would fall off. It felt like we were going so fast. I tried my hardest not to grab onto