RYDER
Liora enjoyed our dinner, and that is all that matters.
Dozens of missed calls and unanswered messages later, I pulled up in the garage, turned off the car and turned to Liora who is sleep beside me.
Her head had tilted slightly toward the window, her breathing slow and even. Her long lashes rested against her cheeks, so still she looked almost unreal.
I should have woken her up.
That was the sensible thing to do.
But I didn’t.
Instead, I unbuckled my seatbelt and shifted closer to her, careful not to make the seat move too much. I just wanted a better look at her face, that’s all…
Up close, she looked even more beautiful in a way that didn’t ask for attention. Her nose had that soft shape that made her look younger when she slept. Her lips, lightly parted had the faint curve
