“You can just call me Hunter,” I suggest. One brow cocked, he scoffs. “No way. Levi calls you Hunter. Decker Crusade and his buddies call you Hunter. I’m sure all your friends call you Hunter.” “And?” I press. We’ve known each other for all of two hours. It’s not like he’s asked me out or made any real effort to get to know me. For him to presume— “We’re going to be a lot more than friends, you and I.”
