Regardless of his reputation, Hunter was a genuine guy, and totally upfront about his love ’em and leave ’em lifestyle. Anything he offered would be a one-time thing and I’d learned my lesson. Me and one-night stands didn’t mix very well, especially one-night stands where I secretly wanted a lot more. See above note re abysmal sex life. So sue me. I liked dating. I liked connection. And I liked to know the guy I was fucking wouldn’t be gone in a hot second the next day, or worse, ten minutes after we were done, or I was done. I was nothing special in Hunter Donovan’s world. This world.
