*Grayson*
"It's Keera," Ryan mouthed.
We'd been having a discussion when her knock had sounded on the door. Whatever had brought her had to be important. She'd been avoiding me since our kiss at the lake. "Let her in," I said quietly. Ryan stepped aside, pulling the door with him so she could walk in. Her eyes met mine, steady and unflinching as she took further steps into the room. She was wearing black jeans and black boots together with a white turtleneck.
"We need to talk," She said firmly, folding her arms. Ryan wiggled his eyebrow from behind her and she must have felt it because she turned and shot him a dry look. He raised his hands apologetically, giving her a small salute before exiting the room. I watched her draw in a all breath before meeting my eyes and walking even closer
