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"Spill." Peyton crossed her hands as she impatiently waited for Clea's explanation.

All afternoon, Clea have been trying to avoid the topic about what happened between her and Hunter but now that they were home, Peyton almost tied her on the sofa so she can finally hear every little detail.

She sighed and told her what happened the moment they left them up to the moment they came back but she left some details she wasn't comfortable talking about. Like she actually kissed him back and that she enjoyed kissing him.

And that she wouldn't mind if it would happen again. Hunter was such an amazing kisser. No wonder lots of girls throw themselves on him. But the thought of him kissing another girl gave her an uneasy feeling so she brushed it away and decided to listen to her best friend who looks like her speech was almost done.

"-care for you. Do you understand me?" Clea absentmindedly nodded.

"Well I have to go now." She stood up but Clea stopped her.

"How about untie me first before you leave?" She glared at a sheepishly looking Peyton.

She actually, literally tied her.

"Oops."

Clea stretched her body like a cat before she swung her legs to the side and dizzily sat up, she was still half asleep but when she hit her toe on the edge of her bedside drawer she was finally wide awake.

Of course, after murmuring ten shades of bad words.

Since the love bite, thanks to Hunter fucking Last, was still very very visible, she decided to wear a white turtle neck halter top matching it with a high waisted dark blue denim pants and a pair of white adidas sneakers.

After eating her breakfast and locking the front door, she froze the moment she turned around because one, Peyton wasn't around. They always go to school and go home from school together because Clea doesn't have a car. Two, Hunter was leaning against his motor bike. Which only means, she doesn't have any option but to go to school with him.

Scowling at the sight, she reluctantly walked towards a smirking Hunter.

"Where's Peyton?" She paused, her voice was normally smooth and angelic but Hunter almost thought she was cooing. "And what are you doing here?" She asked as if she still doesn't know the answer.

"She's already in school and I'm here to pick you up." He stated after openly checking her out.

Damn, she's so hot. He thought and couldn't help but feel proud that he owns her.

At least, that's what he announced yesterday.

"How the hell did you know where I live?" She glared even though her cheeks was betraying her.

Really Clea? Can't you blush even harder? She thought sarcastically.

"Simple." He leaned closer and whispered. "We're neighbors." His husky voice never failed to give her the shivers.

"Wh-wu-uhh?" Their close proximity was making her a nervous wreck she couldn't even utter coherent words.

Plus, her thoughts was granted. She is now officially a breathing tomato.

"Come on baby, let's head to school." He finally muttered before he couldn't stop himself from pinching Clea's blushing cheeks.

How can a girl be cute, beautiful and hot at the same time?

"Seriously?!" Her voice was excited but he mistaken it by thinking she was worried and afraid.

"I know it's your first time but don't worry I won't do anything that will hurt you." Hearing this made her scoff and chuckle afterwards.

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