The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Chapter 45

Blue

Hunter held out the box of Cereal towards me but I continued to stare at him. He looked much more built than before, his shoulders were broad and I could see the hard outline of his chest as it rose and fell. His golden-brown hair used to be shorter, the curls had grown out of control and he had a bit of stubble.

My stomach took a flight of butterflies and I felt like my legs were going to give up.

I missed him. So much.

“I won’t hurt you.” He assured me. “I just want to talk.”

And I couldn’t believe that he was telling me the truth. Contrary to what he’d said, Hunter seemed to have every intention of hurting me.

And I didn’t mean physically but mentally. I could feel it. He wanted to break me until I was crying, apologizing, groveling at his feet. I had never been scared of him, but right now I had every reason to be. He wanted to make me suffer in the worst possible way.

A shiver ran down my body thinking about his intentions.

He was the same Hunter, and yet he was different. Reviving him had its own downsides.

I didn’t even realize when I started shaking.

He touched my shoulder and suddenly he was breathing erratically, holding his head in his hands. This was my chance to run, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t leave when he was in such pain.

He was breathing hard and I didn’t know what to do. “Should I call an ambulance?”

And then just like that, it stopped. He appeared to have become normal, the pain had subsided. His breathing had become stable. I stopped there with him for a while, it seemed like he was trying to compose his thoughts. He looked everywhere but me, lost in a complete daze. He looked alright, and I knew that was my clue to leave so I started walking away.

“We’re not finished here.” He barked from behind me.

Before I could dash away, he charged forward towards me. Forcefully, he grasped my hand. His smoldering gray eyes looked directly at me, his jaw was set hard. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Well?” He seethed, “what’s wrong, Blue? If you thought you were going to fool around with a human for a few months, play marriage and fucking leave, well, I have bad news for you because that shit ain’t happening.”

My neck broke into a cold sweat.

He remembers!

I only understood “fool around” and “play marriage.” I didn’t understand the rest of his words.

“How do you remember?” I asked.

every damn thing, Sweetheart.” He said the word “sweetheart” like a taunt. “How I found you, how we fell in love, how I married you...” he brought his face close to mine, his eyes menacing slits, “how I made you come several times each day.

some more. I remember dying and you...”

rolled down my cheeks and I

gratitude for saving my life?” He demanded, walking into my space. “You don’t deserve it because you sure left me there all confused and without a trace of a memory. I don’t think that warrants a “thank you” card,

a choice.”

did!” He spat with

a hand over my heart because the thought of Hunter dying again was insufferable. “I had to

what you’re sorry for?” He asked, his blazing hot gaze pining me, “You should be sorry and that’s not for causing the accident. You should be sorry for bringing me back to life and then

I sobbed silently.

into his face. “Do you have any idea about how many nights I have spent without sleeping, looking, searching for someone who I didn’t even

gave him

snarled and I

store employee was standing beside me, throwing looks between Hunter and me.

no problem here.” Hunter told her without taking

intensity in his gray eyes

the way he was, he could start

She asked

assured

asking. His mother and Hannah had warned me about his possessive streak countless

pay for our things and you’re going to stay beside me the entire time. When I’m done, we’re going to talk outside.

him a

started walking away, pushing the trolley. He looked

me not to move

run out of patience.

each door, laughing, cheering

wasn’t going to happen with me, not with Hunter acting so furious. Never had I

items, he picked up the bags easily. Husbands were pretty useful that way; they could carry heavy things and objects without batting

not going with you,”

me a death glare. “Why

swear when I was around, now he

“I just can’t.”

coming with me and that’s final.” He

me,” I

asked. It was obvious that I had hurt him a lot. “If you didn’t want to be with

a word, I stared at him

me? Did I do something wrong?”

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