April's POV
I sashay out of the room, leaving the intensity behind. I find myself in a cozy study, where Ronan and Ryder are lounging with a bottle of whiskey and cigars. They look up as I enter, their eyes locking onto mine.
"Mind if I join you?" I ask, my voice husky.
Ronan gestures to an empty chair, and I take a seat. Ryder pours me a glass of whiskey, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiles.
We chat and laugh, the tension from earlier dissipating. I feel at ease with these two, their dominant energy calming and reassuring.
I take a sip of my whiskey, letting it wash over me. I set my glass down and gaze at Ronan and Ryder, my eyes locked on theirs.
"I think I've been a good girl tonight," I say, my voice husky and confident. "I think I deserve a reward."
Ronan and Ryder
