Chapter 62

"Where did you get this scar?”

Hunter lands the embers stirer on top of the fireplace bricks and looks at me over his shoulder, arching an eyebrow by the sudden question. I make a gentle movement with my lips, not knowing how to explain curiosity. He leans towards the light, groping his back in search of the focus of my attention.

“This one? "Questions, hitting lightly with your fingers on a rupture on the side of the lower back. The beginning of your naked ass distracts me for a second, but I watch. “Oh, it was a stab.”

"How can you say that so naturally? "I frown.

He lies next to me, unpacking with one of his feet a part of the quilt with floral designs that we use to line the cold floor. Of course, it would have been easier to use the spacious and inviting bedroom bed, but we could not leave the living room, especially because we had not realized that, in addition to the complete furniture, the room is cozyly equipped with a fireplace.

Without a cell