Ryder's POV
“What are you doing?” I asked as I was hurriedly drawing Tara to myself as though I wanted to have her to myself. There were a lot of things that had me feeling like I would get busted at any moment from then if I wasn't careful with them.
It was hard not to get caught, given the eagerness with which Tara had stepped into the room. She had stepped in with such tenacity as though she had been following the trail of something all the way into my office.
Right before she could say a single word about what she was doing and what I was about to do, I put my lips on hers and kissed as though I was trying to kiss the desperation out of her very being at that point.
“What are you…” she wanted to speak, but I had her muffled with consecutive kisses that would make it all hard for
