Ryder
~_<
The reality of the date hits me once we get home.
She used me.
Used us.
To get back at Liam.
And I let her do just that, I let her savor it.
And the asshole? He’s using Bree to claw at Maya’s nerves. They’re both playing games, but somehow, she’s winning the one I thought was already mine.
I thought the bet was over, I thought she was already mine but now I know I have to up my game if I am going to win.
I sit at the edge of the bed, the glow from the hallway light casting soft shadows across her face. She looks so peaceful. So unbothered by all the ruckous she caused tonight.
I glance at her from the corner of my eye and my anger softens.
She doesn’t even know what she’s doing to me.
If she stays unaware, if she keeps believing Liam doesn’t feel a damn thing, then
