~CELINE'S POV~

I hadn't noticed him at first. Not until it was too late. Not until his voice...low, sharp, and dangerously calm...cut through the air like it had every right to be there. 

"Is that so?" 

Four words. But they gutted me anyway. I turned so slowly that I was sure the world had stopped spinning. And there he was. 

Hunter Reid.

Leaning against the doorway like he owned the moment. Like he owned every thought running through my head. 

He had been listening. 

I ...