Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Hunter’s pov

I was beyond exhausted. Jet lag was murder on the body. I was flying back and fourth between modeling gigs. I just couldn’t wait to be home and have a few weeks off or more if I did what I had planned. I was tired of this life. I never get a break. It’s all about work all the time.

I have been modeling since I was a little kid. I grew up in the business. I wanted to be known for something other than the way I looked. Besides I was sick of all the attention. I was sick of being put down for the type of women I liked. See I am not like most men. I am not attracted to smaller women. After dealing with models all day every day I just couldn’t date them.

I like plus sized girls. The curvier the better. I think big is beautiful. There was just something magnificent about a woman that owned her curves and loved her body. Don’t get me wrong I think all sizes in women are beautiful but I just prefer big beautiful women.

I was tired of my relationships ending because of what was written about them in the tabloids. Truth be told I was just done with the spotlight. I mean who was anyone to judge me for the type of women I wanted? The media could just be so mean, and I was over it.

At twenty-three all I had going for me is my modeling and my looks. So, I told my agent I wanted out. I was just done. I was just tired. I wanted to just be more than what I was now. I have a great girl named CeeCee in my life and I really wanted things to work with her. I’m tired of always being away from her. It’s no way to have a relationship that lasts.

I have enough money saved up that I can figure out what I want to do with my future. The best thing is that CeeCee encourages me to go after my dreams. She’s unlike any other woman I have ever met before. I was falling in love with her. Who was I kidding I have already fallen. She meant the world to me.

I had to hide her away from the rest of the world which I hated. I didn’t do it because I was embarrassed of her but because I wanted to protect her. I was so badly wanted this to work. I was scared she would leave me like all the rest before her did. I wasn’t going to let anyone put her down or try and come between us. So, I didn’t let anyone know about us.

I was so happy once the plane touched down. I knew once I got home my girl would be there waiting for me. We don’t live together yet, but I did give her my key, so she could come and go as she pleases. I wish she would just move in. She said she was coming over to make me a home cooked meal because I haven’t been eating well due to traveling so much. She was always taking care of me.

When we met I had just gotten out of a bad relationship with a model that I was working with. I wasn’t looking for anyone when she found me. I thought she was amazing right away. I knew right off that I needed to make her mine. I didn’t want her to find someone else.

Of course, because of the way I look she didn’t take me serious right off. I had to slowly earn her trust. I had to prove myself to her. She still asks me on a daily basis what I see in her. I simply say perfection. To me she is absolutely beautiful. I am a very lucky man.

I know she hates keeping us a secret. She thinks I do that, so I can cheat or something. It’s really not like that. I have never cheated on anyone and I never will. If I wasn’t afraid she would leave me for what others say about her I would

I can’t wait to hold her in my arms and once again prove myself to her. To have her let go of all her doubts. I know this isn’t your normal very day type of relationship. I have been gone more times then I have been home with her. She has been so supportive and patient.

I need to do something special for her. Not many women would put up with everything she has. I just wanted to show her that I am so thankful she has stuck with me. Part of the reason I was walking away from modeling is because I was tired of leaving her. I wanted to be here with her. Saying bye to her each time I left broke me.

I just couldn’t do it anymore. She didn’t know I was coming home for good. I can’t wait to tell her. I just hoped she would be happy about it. I don’t want her to be upset. She always tells me she doesn’t want me giving up my dreams for her. She doesn’t get that she has given me the courage to finally go after my dreams.

She inspires me to be a better person. She is such an amazing person. She is a cook in her family’s restaurant but one day hopes to open her own. I want to encourage her to go after her dreams as well. I believe in her. I want this to be an equal partnership.

I felt like time was going so slow. I just wanted to get my luggage get into a cab and get my girl. Yet, here I was still on this plane because there was some delay in us being able to exit the plane. It was if someone was trying to keep me away from my girl. I can’t even text her to tell her I was home because we couldn’t be on out phones just yet. What the hell was going on?