Chapter 50 Chapter 50 -CELINE- My hands won't stop shaking . I stumble down the hallway , nearly crashing into one of the side tables . The sound of Hunter's door slamming behind me echoes in my ears . Oh my God . I just saw my boss naked . Completely , utterly naked . And not just naked - freshly showered , water droplets sliding down his muscular chest , over his perfect abs , lower to his ... I press my palm against my hot cheek . What's wrong with me ? I should be mortified , not ... whatever this feeling is that's making my heart race and my skin flush . " Celine ? Are you alright ? " I look up to find Sally , the head housekeeper , watching me with concern . Imust look like a mess - face flaming red , eyes wide , breathing too fast . " I - I'm fine , " I lie . " Just ... Mr. Reid was in his room when I went to collect the laundry . I didn't know he was home . " Understanding flickers across Sally's face . " I'll go check if he needs anything " She heads toward Hunter's room , and I flee downstairs , desperate for fresh air . I slip out the back door into the garden , gulping in cool evening air , The memory of Hunter standing there , steam swirling around him , water running down his powerful body , won't leave my mind . I've never seen a man sa ... perfect . So intimidating . Even naked , he looked like he owned the world . And the way he looked at me - anger mixed with something else that made my stomach flip . I sink onto a stone bench , dropping my face into my hands . I need this job . I can't afford to lose it , not when Caesar's preschool tuition is not complete . Not when I'm finally saving a little money for art classes . " Pull yourself together ," I whisper to myself . A text from Caroline lights up my phone : ' Drinks tomorrow night ? My treat ! ' I smile despite mysell Caroline has been my lifeline these past few weeks . Hunter's cousin is nothing like him - warm , friendly , maybe a bit too wild for her own good . She insists on being my friend despite our different backgrounds back in high school . " Can't . No sitter for Caesar , I text back . Her reply is instant : " Bring him ! We'll go somewhere kid friendly . I miss my little buddy . " Before I can respond , the garden lights come on suddenly , flooding the space with soft golden light . I look up to see Hunter standing at the back door , watching me , My heart jumps to my throat . He's dressed now , in gray sweatpants and a black t - shirt that hugs his broad shoulders . His dark hair is still damp from the shower . For a moment , neither of us moves . Then he walks toward me , his expression unreadable . I stand quickly , smoothing my uniforms . " Mr. Reid , I'm so sorry about earlier . I should have knocked- " He raises a hand , cutting me ofl . " It was a misunderstanding ?" His voice is controlled , calm . Nothing like the roar that chased me from his room . He stops a few feet away , hands in his pockets Up close , I notice the shadows under his eyes , the tension in his jaw . " I shouldn't have yelled , " he says , surprising me . " You were just doing your job ." I stare at him , unsure how to respond to this rare moment of ... is it an apology ? From Hunter Reid ? " It's okay . " I manage . " I should be more careful . " His blue eyes - so much like Caesar's - study me intently . " How is your son ? " The abrupt subject change throws me off . " He's good . He enjoyed the dinosaur books you gave him . " Something softens in Hunter's face . " He's a bright kid . " es , " I say cautiously . " He is , " Silence stretches between us , filled with unspoken questions . Why is he suddenly interested in my son ? Why does he look at Caesar with such intensity ? " Mr. Reid- " " Hunter , " he interrupts . " When we're alone , call me Hunter . " My eyebrows rise in surprise . " I don't think that's appropriate . " A hint of his usual arrogance returns in his slight smile . " I'm your boss . I decide what's appropriate . " I want to argue but bite my tongue . Instead , I nod stiffly. " If you insist ... Hunter . " His name feels strange on my lips . Intimate somehow . He takes a step closer , and I catch his scent - expensive soap and something uniquely him . My traitorou quickening " Have dinner with me tomorrow , " he says . It's not quite a question . I blink in confusion . " Dinner ? " " Yes , dinner . The meal people typically eat in the evening There's the sarcasm I'm used to , but there's no real bite to it . His eyes remain fixed on my face , waiting . " Why ? " I ask before can stop myself responds , heart His mouth quirks . " Because I want to talk to you . " " About ? " " Your son . " Ice floods my veins . Caesar . This is about Caesar . Has he noticed the resemblance ? The identical blue eyes , the same stubborn chin ? Is that why he's been watching my son , giving him gifts , asking questions ? " What about him ? " I ask , trying to keep my voice steady . Hunter's word gives nothing away . " I'd rather discuss it over dinner . Tomorrow . Seven o'clock . " It's not a request . It's barely even an invitation . It's Hunter Reid expecting to be obeyed . " I can't , " I say , finding my courage . " I promised Caroline I'd meet her tomorrow night . " Something flashes in his eyes - annoyance ? Jealousy ? " Caroline can wait . This is important . Icross my arms . " So is keeping promises to friends ." We stare at each other , neither willing to back down . Finally , Hunter sighs , running a hand through his damp hair . " Fine . Saturday . No excuses . " Before I can respond , he turns and walks back to the house , leaving me staring after him . What just happened ? I drop back onto the bench , mind racing . Hunter Reid wants to have dinner with me to discuss my son . The son who looks exactly like him . The son who was conceived after a night I barely remember . Oh God . My phone buzzes with another text from Caroline : ' Helloooo ? You there ? Kid - friendly drinks tomorrow ? " I stare at my phone , thinking about the strange tension between Hunter and me . About the way he looks at Caesar . About the dangerous path I might be heading down . " Yes , I text back . " We'll be there ." I need to talk to Caroline . Maybe she can help me understand her cousin's sudden interest in my life . Maybe she can tell me why every time Hunter looks at me with those blue eyes - Caesar's eyes - I feel like I'm falling into dangerous waters . thead back inside , pausing at the door to glance up at Hunter's window . The light is on , silhouetting his tall figure as he paces back and forth . Whatever game he's playing , I need to be careful . Caesar is my whole world , and I'll do anything to protect him - even from his billionaire father who doesn't know he exists But as I walk through the quiet house toward the staff quarters where my son sleeps peacefully , another thought troubles mas the memory of Hunter's naked body , powerful and perfect , and the unwelcome heat that flooded me at the sight . I can't be attracted to him . I can't want the man who could take everything from me if he discovered the truth . Yet as I check on Caesar , brushing a dark curl from his forehead - a curl so similar to Hunter's - I know I'm in trouble . Deep trouble . Because despite his coldness , despite his arrogance , despite the threat he poses to my carefully built life , I can't stop thinking about Hunter Reid . And that terrifies me more than anything . Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!