CARMEN POV

“Damn, is that your hot stepdaddy?” Gigi’s voice boomed loudly into my ear as Hunter approached. I froze, my heart skipping a beat. He glanced down at my hands,feeling heat rise to my cheeks.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Deluca,” I greeted, trying to keep my voice steady. Hunter stopped right in front of me, his intense gaze locking onto mine. The way he looked at me made my breath hitch.

“Little one,” he said, that familiar dark tone threading through his voice. “I see ...