“You love it, josdo,” I rumbled with a grin, expecting Hunter to protest half-heartedly, like he normally did, pretending he didn’t enjoy me bossing him around. He didn’t, though. Instead, his throat bobbed as he swallowed, fingers twisting anxiously in my hair. “Yeah. I do,” he rasped, voice hoarse. He swallowed again, and his face went pink with an endearing flush. “And you. As well.” I cocked my head. “And me?” Another nervous bob of his throat. He parted his lips to speak, then closed them again, then parted them. “I love you,” he said in a rush, the words running together, making me take
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