RYKER'S POV
I couldn't help but scoff as she walked in silently. I mean, I could literally feel her presence even with my back turned. She knelt down beside me, and began to pour oil onto my bare shoulders. Her fingers started to rub off on them and I let out a deep sigh of relief, letting all the tension fade away.
Nurturing the girl for years and failing at the first attempt wasn't part of my plans. I groaned at the harsh reminder and the lady made a little pause. She continued when there were clearly no words from me as she gave my shoulders a stretch.
I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling. Her hands were incredibly soft, almost as if she had never done any physical labor her whole life. How did someone so delicate get to be here? I quickly spun around, and she froze, her hand shaki
