Hunter slouched in his chair, his jacket slick and effortless, but his attention was all on you.

You kept your eyes down, pretending not to notice him, but he caught the way you shifted, the quick flick of your gaze before you snapped it back. That was all he needed—a crack in the armor.

Smirking, he leaned back, his eyes lingering just long enough to pull at your focus. He didn’t need to say a word. Right now, all he wanted was for you to look at him.