4. Hunter

Chapter 4

Hunter

I’ve fucked up. As I watch her walk into the library, I know without a shadow of a doubt that if I see this girl again, I’m putting a ring on her too-young, too-sweet, too-perfect finger. Fuck, I’m already picturing putting babies in her soft little belly.

I want all of her firsts. I want to be all of her onlys.

I’m almost twenty years older than her, and if I steal the best years of her life by keeping her for myself, I’ll never forgive myself later on, when she regrets not having a very different life a younger man could give her.

There is only one option in front of me, and I fucking hate it.