~HUNTER'S POV~

Caesar had an uncanny ability to dismantle my perfectly structured life. 

The constant talking. The endless questions. The way he looked at me with those too-familiar blue eyes—like he expected something from me. 

And the worst part? I let him. 

I told myself it was because he was just a child. That it was easier to give in sometimes. That none of it actually meant anything. 

But that didn't explain why I was already halfway out of my chair the second I heard his ...