Blindfolded. Kneeling on the bed. Her wrists tied together with a hair tie, her golden hair tumbling around her bare shoulders.
She’s completely naked.
My chest tightens.
“Hi, Thor,” she whispers, voice barely audible.
“Hi, Luna,” I say.
There’s a pause.
This is it.
This is my moment.
I should say it right now. Tell her who I am.
But then I glance at the note I left her—the little game we started. Her handwriting on it.
She checkedhell yes.
My lips twitch into a grin. “I see you went with the right answer.”
She giggles softly. “Was there another option?”
God, my cock aches.
“Luna, baby…”
I step closer, around to the side of the bed, my belt buckle now level with her blindfolded gaze.
I brush her hair back with my fingers, threading them slowly through the silky strands.
“Yes, Thor?” she whispers.
“Lie down.” I swallow, my voice low and steady. “I’ve got something I need to tell you.”
19
HUNTER
Iwant to tell you something. My real name is Hunter. See? Look at my face.
That’s what I should be saying right now.
But I’m staring at Faith, whom I just told to lie down and she is not doing that.
“Is something the matter?” I ask.
A small smile nips at her lips. “No.”
“Well, why aren’t you lying down?”
Her chest rises and falls, and the only sound that can be heard are her soft breaths.
I slide over to the side table, light a candle, then close the door. It’s close quarters but I can still walk around a bit; it’s the biggest damn VIP truck I’ve ever been in. This thing is huge to be able to fit me and Faith comfortably. I have no idea where Ty found this but it’s a fully custom build.
It’s pitch black in here, with just a dim glow slipping through the curtains on this dark night.
