Elena POV
“Why are you here?” I demanded, my voice a mix of confusion and embarrassment.
I could still feel the heat from my body, and I knew I was wet from the dream. I pulled the quilt up higher to cover myself, trying to calm my racing heart. Moonlight filtered through the white curtains, casting a soft glow in the room. I worried Ryder could see my flushed face and wondered how long he had been there.
Ryder didn’t answer. He just sat casually in the armchair in the corner of my room, watching me with an intense gaze.
“Seriously, why are you in my room?” I repeated, trying to sound more assertive.
He ignored my question again and leaned back, a smirk on his lips. “You were calling my name in your sleep, Elena.”
My cheeks burned even more. “I wasn’t... I didn’t...” I stammered, not
