68 It's Time To Have That Talk

Placing her hands on either side of her, Samantha leaned back resting her body weight on her hands. Her waxed, smooth, fair skin was glowing. 

Ignoring her presence, Hunter started to towel dry his hair. He's standing in front of the mirror, but his eyes were downcast, not looking into anything. 

"What's wrong, Ace? Why are you avoiding me?" She asked, watching his bare upper body from behind. "I'm not in a mood to talk, Sam. Please leave me alone," Hunter said in a flat voice, without lifting his head. 

They both whipped their heads around eyeing the door simultaneously as someone swirling the doorknob caught their attention and the door to his room opened wide. Eric entered first, followed by Evelyn and Bianca. Hunter tossed the towel on his bed and turned to face the mirror.