Emma's POV
His gaze was locked on my lips, and I subconsciously revealed my lips as his fingers caressed my ear. "Are you feeling better now?" He asked with that calming tone that felt like a touch of feather in my ear.
The door to the room was pushed open after a while and someone stepped into the room. Turning to the door, I found Bennett and Parker making their way in.
"Good evening, Emma. How are you feeling now?" Bennett's deep voice rang in the room as he approached me. "Is she getting better?" He asked Hunter this time, and Hunter straightened up.
"She's recovering, but I think she needs to rest, so her wounds will heal properly," he revealed as sat on a seat close to the bed.
Bennett nodded his head before shifting his gaze to me. "I wanted to ask you something important. I wanted to know about your plans," he asked. I was somehow expecting him to ask that question.