RYDER
Seated on the damn sofa I had personally helped choose, I waited in the darkness, listening to the tapping of keypads outside the room. The sound grew louder for a moment before the lock finally clicked.
The door opened.
Kane stepped inside and immediately froze.
Even in the darkness, I watched his hand instinctively move toward the gun tucked behind his waist. His body stiffened, his eyes scanning the room as he tried to figure out who was sitting in the shadows.
“If you’re going to point that at me,” I said calmly, “you’d better be prepared to pull the trigger.”
He scoffed under his breath.
His hand dropped away from the gun, and he reached for the light switch instead. The room flooded with light, revealing me comfortably settled on his sofa.
His brows pulled together.
“W
