Thalia
I rolled my eyes, though the smile on my face refused to disappear. “I had no idea I was stuck in a room with someone who wanted to be an entertainer.”
Ryker pressed a hand to his chest in mock outrage. “Want to be? Raleigh, please. I was born for the stage.” He sighed dramatically. “A little charm, a little courage, a little wit. Honestly, I'm very hard to replace.”
“Your humility is inspiring.”
“One of my many gifts.”
I couldn't help smiling at his ridiculous confidence. “I don't know if I'd call you an entertainer. Actual entertainers might find that insulting.”
“Unbelievable. Here I am, bringing joy into your life, and this is the thanks I get.”
“You're surviving. Barely.”
Ryker groaned like I'd wounded him deeply, and somehow that only made me smile harder.
He clutched
