Hunter POV
It was hard to feign nonchalance when I walked into the kitchen and saw Dana standing there, in that silk robe of hers that did little to cover her cleavage or hide her gorgeous curvaceous frame. My mouth had gone dry instantly, and it had taken all of my self-restraint to continue acting as though I was unaffected by her. Even as I threw flour at her in a teasing manner, it was hard not to eye how it clung to her body, or to not feel the urge to wipe the flour away, cup that beautiful chin of hers, or resist pressing my lips against those pale plump ones of hers to taste the sweetness that I was certain she possessed. Even a light touch from her was enough to cause tingles to run down my spine.
I sighed, beginning to clean up the mess that I had helped to create, smiling wid
