Chapter Eleven
“You guys ever think about knocking?” Ryder asked when he strolled through to the living room, which also served as an entrance foyer, where the guys were seated around in the various couches.
“You’re a legend,” Toby said. It was unlike their meeker member to say something so triumphant. Ryder could only assume that he and Lacie had made quite the impression.
“I agree with Toby,” Ty said, nodding and pointing at his colleague. “You’re a legend. You’ve been together a couple of months at least and you’re still at it like rabbits.”
Dropping down into an armchair, Ryder let his arms fall onto the wide arms of the red chair. “It’s worse now,” Ryder said, tipping his head onto the backrest. “I can’t get enough of her. I want her more and more every day.”
The elevator pinged
