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said, just as we had reached the diner. Hunter held the door open for me and we spotted everyone already seated at a table.
    “Hey guys, where’d you go?” Seth asked, as we sat down at the table. Hunter explained his parking methods and I settled in the seat between him and Seth. The waitress came by to take our drink orders and she clearly found Hunter to be attractive, sending him flirtatious glances while he looked at the menu. I wanted to roll my eyes, but I didn’t want anyone to catch my annoyance and misinterpret it for anything. It’s not like I wanted to claim Hunter as mine or anything. We were technically related.
    I tried to enjoy the family breakfast, but Hunter noticed the pretty waitress’s glances and started smiling extra wide and adding an extra thank you or please, where they were unnecessary. I hid my souring mood and kept up conversation with James and Caleb, as well as my mom and Seth. I pretty much ignored Hunter. It wasn’t noticeable because there was enough people at the table that I didn’t have to comment on whatever he added to the conversation.
    “So, are you going to ride back with Hunter or do you want to do a little last minute Christmas shopping with me?” My mom asked me, as we all stepped outside after breakfast.
    “Uh, well, I left my purse at home so I’ll have to ride back with someone to pick it up. I do want to go shopping though,” I said and my mother nodded.
    “You can ride back with me Liz,” Hunter said, as if he was wondering why I was making other plans with my mother. I stifled my sigh and nodded my head. I didn’t want to disappoint my mother or make her think I wasn’t really trying to get to know and get along with everyone.
    “Okay then, we’ll just meet up at the house,” my mom said and she smiled at me, obviously pleased, before she got into James’s car. I walked back with Hunter to the park silently and he glanced at me curiously a couple of times.
    “What’s up with you?” he finally asked, when we got back to his bike. He handed me his helmet and I sat it on the seat of the bike while I pulled my hair into a ponytail.
    “Nothing,” I said curtly, and Hinter lifted his eyebrow at me, he didn’t believe me for one second that nothing was wrong.
    “I may not have grown up with a sister, but I know women,” Hunter said and I rolled my eyes.
    “Clearly,” I said. He stared at me, appeared to be thinking and then his eyes widened with recognition.
    He hissed out. “The waitress? Are you upset because she was flirting with me?” Hunter asked and I rolled my eyes.
    “No Hunter, Can we go please?” I asked.
    “You know, you’re even sexier when you’re a bit jealous,” Hunter said and I grit my teeth as he chuckled and got onto the bike to take us back to the house. I climbed on behind him. Pulled my dress up under me and wrapped my arms around his waist. I could feel Hunter chuckling through his coat. He started the bike and revved it, and drove toward home.

Chapter 8
    Hunter
    I didn’t know what to do about Liz. More importantly I wanted her like crazy, on top of my not knowing what to do about her. The next few days we spent around each other, was torture. What with her brushing her teeth in nothing but a towel in the mornings and lounging around the house in sexy little outfits. Liz was great at playing coy. She had to know what she was doing to me.
    I needed to get a grip. Our parents were having a Christmas Eve party and I had stuck around for an hour to say hi. I quickly got out of there. I was going to the bar with a few of the guys and I was going to get drunk. As I got to the bar, John met me outside.
    “Hey man, what’s up you look like you need a drink or something,” John said, as he took a one look at me and knew something was eating me up.
    “That’s why I’m here. Something’s, or someone’s, under my skin and I can’t deal at the moment,” I said gruffly as we walked into the bar. I went right up to the

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