POV: Violet
Morning came too quickly.
I barely slept my mind refused to let me. I kept tossing in Ryan’s arms, watching the shadows shift across the ceiling until dawn finally bled pale light into the room.
And through it all, one thought circled endlessly: I need to get to Kendra before Bryan does.
If anyone could sniff out trouble, it was Bryan. And if there was one thing my best friend did best, it was storming straight into said trouble without reading the fine print. The two of them were a collision waiting to happen.
Slipping out of bed wasn’t easy. Ryan stirred the second I moved, his arm tightening around my waist.
“Where are you going?” His voice was sleep rough, deep, sending an involuntary shiver down my spine.
I smoothed my hand across his chest, pressing a kiss there. “
