Stripping in the back of the car

'Love can thaw what hatred has congealed', my mother always said.

All the things that happened with Hunter in the past had filled him with hatred, turning him cold and heartless. If I had to bring his better self back, I would have to thaw his frozen heart. Yup, just like Anna and Kristoff from Frozen. But nope, a simple true love's kiss won't work in this case. It'll be a long hair-pulling, teeth-gritting and foot-stomping process. 

“Take off your shirt,” I said for the third time.

“No.” 

“How am I supposed to treat you otherwise?”  

He took a hold of his sleeve and gave a hard tug, the fabric coming off with a ripping sound as his physiognomy turned into a smug. 

My lips tilted into a smirk, “Is Hunter King shy?” I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

His facial feature turned stony in a matter of seconds. “Four minutes.” 

Locked Chapter

Continue to read this book on the APP