Raphael arrived without a sound.
The subtle shift in the air, the familiar pull in her chest that always tightened when he was close. She felt him but was disturbed by Wesley’s presence.
When she turned, he was standing just inside the doorway, tall and still, his expression carefully neutral. So breathlessly attractive.
The temperature in the room dropped by several degrees., seeing both her ex and her fiancé, staring at each other like they were going to claw each other’s eyes.
Raphael’s gaze flicked to shirtless Wesley, sharp and assessing, then back to Riana. If anger surged through him, he locked it behind calm eyes and a controlled posture that only those who knew him well would recognize as restraint.
“Ralph,” Riana said softly, stepping forward. “I can explain.”
