Abigail did deserve something more than a contract marriage. For contractual marriage, there were many women available who were ready to get paid and get laid. But this girl in his arms was worthy of something much better.
Someone much better. She took this hasty step to get back at her ex and sister. But she was much more than that. Once she would achieve what they both were only dreaming… that would become the best revenge.
When Abigail woke up it was almost evening. Hunter’s both arms were around her with a duvet over her. She raised her head and found him staring at the ceiling. As if sensing her, he looked at her and held her chin. “Hungry? “ She realized she was in bed which only meant …
She started blushing to the roots thinking that he lifted her and brought her to bed... But Hunter kept staring at her. To take his eyes and concentration off her she spoke what came first to her mind. “You know I am
“I know, I am being a nuisance to you.” The hotel service had provided her with different office wears. She selected a pencil skirt and paired it with a cotton blouse.It was a perfect size. Brushing her hair she braided them neatly. It was Monday and she was supposed to go to the office. The locksmith had promised to arrive this evening and she had literally borrowed everything from Hunter.The toothbrush, hairbrush, her dress, sandals…And she was feeling ashamed. Irresponsible.“Come on Abigail. What should I do to make you feel better? Huh?”“You are already trying a lot. So please don’t.”“Stop thinking about it. I know you are dying to get rid of me but …”“Stop it, Hunter. No, I am not dying to do any such thing. It's just …” She sat on the dining chair facing him, “frustrating.”“Now eat your breakfast. D
“WHAT!” Molly choked badly on her beer. She covered her mouth with her palm and ran towards the sink.“Molly! Stop it. You are my friend and you are supposed to … Well. Leave it!”But Molly was laughing uncontrollably clutching her tummy, “Abigail. Seriously. How can you forget that code?”Abigail was just sitting there pouting not looking at her friend. Then she picked up a fashion magazine and started going through it.I can do this! I can ignore her. I should never have told her this.“Abigail. I guess you ARE getting old.”No answer.“Abigail. What was Hunter’s reaction?”No. I am not replying to her!“Abigail. Only I am the one who knows your phone code. I can call Hunter and ask him myself about his reaction.”“Don’t you dare!” Abigail smacked the magazine on the center table.“Oh. I would dare
Abigail was getting ready for bed, Molly had already gone to sleep. She had a celebration dinner with Molly and Richard for their engagement and then stayed there with Molly’s insistence.She could not help it when a slow smile made its way on her lips. She was too happy for her friend. Both of them were her favorite people. While lying on the bed and closing her eyes an image of Hunter popped out of nowhere in her mind. She sat up straight. She picked up her phone and read the time. She wanted to call him, then stopped herself.He might be sleeping. Plus I should leave some space for the poor guy to breathe.She was busy in her thoughts when her phone started ringing. Hunter’s name was blinking on the screen. She was smiling when she received the call and walked to the living room not to disturb Molly.“Hey, sugar! Missing me?” she could almost imagine him smiling, sitting comfortably on his couch. SHIRTLESS!
“My room number in this hotel sweetheart. The private elevator can bring you to me.” With that he winked at her and left the room, whistling.After he closed the door behind him, Hunter turned around to her. Abigail stood from her place, expecting to face the same anger from him as he was still frowning. But when he spoke his voice was very gentle. “Please sit down.”Taking a sigh of relief, Abi started walking towards the other chair but he stopped her and gestured her to sit on his seat instead. Abigail shook her head, “No sorry Hunter. That’s not going to happen.”“Come on, Abigail” His tone held a warning.Abigail didn’t argue and did what he wanted her to do. Taking a deep breath he sat on the other chair and smiled a little, “I am sorry. I was stuck in a meeting.” then his eyes fell on her coffee. “It’s cold now. I would ask them to replace it.”“N
“Harris would leave this evening. Have you divided his work burden among others?” Ethan’s voice came out of the speaker.“Not exactly. I talked to Abigail and she is ready to help us.” He was still in office, the expressions on Abigail’s face were unreadable but Hunter still felt guilty.“Hunter!” Ethan called him loudly.“Yes?” Hunter took a deep breath.“What is it? Are you even listening to me?”“I think … I am.” Hunter wanted to protest but his voice was not very convincing.“What is it, Hunter?” There was concern in Ethan’s voice.When Hunter stayed quiet Ethan spoke again, “I am reaching there by next flight.”“No … Ethan.” He rubbed his temples, “I am just overburdened, I guess.”“What's new in that? You were always a workaholic. So whatever it is
She was seated in office doing nothing. There was still some time left and now she wanted to go home, needed to immerse herself in the bathtub with comforting salts and get the much needed relaxation.When her phone started ringing she received the call.“Hi there, Moll? What’s up?”“Nothing special. I am just driving to Post Ranch Inn for covering this bridal shower. And this long distance driving is always so boring.”“Hmm. So why you did not call Richard?”“He was with a patient.” Molly sighed. “What are you doing? Except those presentations and meetings?”“Oh nothing. Just getting bored.”“Did you meet Rafael Wyatt again?”Abigail smiled, “Yeah. He is a very lively boy. I might ask him to meet you if you want. If I am a coffee-holic, he is an ice-cream-holic!”“OH MY GOD!” She heard Molly’s scream o
When Molly reached home her door was slightly ajar.“Hello.” She did not get the expected response. “What the fu*k, Abi. You were never this responsible.” There was something unusual in the air. There was a half-filled coffee cup on the counter.“Abi!” she called out and then stopped. What if there was a mugger in the house? But her friend’s life might be at stake too.There was no one in the bedroom. No sign of Abigail in the bathroom. Her purse was lying there on the couch.“Damn, Abigail!” she called out in the empty apartment, “Where are you?”Just then, she heard a cell phone ringing. This one was Abigail’s ringtone!The phone was lying under the kitchen stool. She grabbed it from the floor.Hunter was calling.With sinking heart she received the call, “Hey, sugar. I had been calling you since ages. You got me worried like hell.”Oh!
“Mom, can I have ice cream?” The child asked the lady beside her.“Now my munchkin needs ice cream? Huh?” the mother playfully pinched her child on her cheek.The child squealed with delight making her mom smile.Abigail smiled observing them. The kid must be around six or seven years old. She started licking her ice cream cone when her eyes fell on Abigail. She gestured for Abigail to share her ice cream, that too very sweetly. Abigail shook her head and started walking.There was a young couple on the sidewalk. Passionately kissing each other, like there was no tomorrow. She kept staring at them for very long.She could not stay in the apartment and left it as soon as possible, forgetting to take her phone, or her purse, or even her keys in her haste. She did not even remember if she had locked the apartment. She could not remember for how long she had been walking. But she kept walking anyways.Did she have a choic