Chapter 48

Good thing. Because the person who has made me so distracted and indifferent to the basic concepts of a good image has just entered the room, walking on the toes "and the cane" so as not to make noise. I wave to Tony and hang up the call.

“You! "I call in an accusing tone and he stops halfway to the bathroom. “I need to ask some questions.”

Hunter resumes his steps, pretending not to have listened to me. He enters the bathroom and closes the door, I hurry to open it before he can lock it. In front of the small sink, he stares at me with inexpressive green eyes.

“What happened? “Question.

"Besides you avoiding being alone with me last night, and that when I got to the room you pretended not to hear me call? “Question, rhetoric. “Nothing at all, Hunt. Everything is quiet around here.”

"You were drunk" your expression changes for a flash of a second.

"Not drunk enough to talk to you.”

Hunter snorts.

"If I want to be close, you drive me away. If