The Next Morning
I awoke with an irrepressible feeling of happiness. For the first time, I was... happy and free.
Yes, free.
Free from Marcus's bondage and the pain he put me through all those years.
I still lay on the bed when the door creaked open. It was my love, Ryder. He stood shirtless at the edge of the edge of the bed, a towel slung low around his hips.
Such a hottie.
I couldn't resist. His abs—they looked carved from marble, more like a supermodel's body. I blinked, still unsure if I was dreaming.
He smiled and kissed my forehead. Almost immediately, I felt something electric pass through every part of me.
I'd fallen so hard for this guy. He was driving me crazy, literally.
Yes, we hadn't known ourselves for a very long time but these past few days with him felt lik
