Xander
Ryker stepped into my office, and for a second, irritation flared in my chest. Just seeing him was enough to bring back every unresolved frustration between us. I pushed it aside. Whatever I felt personally could wait. There were more important things to deal with.
I gestured for him to come closer, then slid the sketchbook across the desk without a word.
He caught it with one hand and flipped it open. As his eyes moved over the pages, the easy expression he usually wore disappeared. His jaw tightened slightly, and a thoughtful silence settled over him as he continued turning the pages.
Ryker flipped through a few more pages before looking up at me.
“Mirabel…” His voice was quiet, almost distracted. “I didn’t know you could draw like this. The detail alone is incredible. Whoeve
