~TESSA~
I was halfway down the stairs when I heard Debbie’s voice.
“No. Nope. Not today, mister. You’re grounded.”
Ryder’s grunt was the response.
That... and what sounded like the jingle of bike keys being snatched from his hand.
What was going on? I needed to find out for myself.
I peered around the corner.
Debbie stood between Ryder and the front door like a mom who’d caught her kid sneaking out on a school night.
One hand on her hip, the other waving the keys with practiced menace.
“You said you were taking today off.”
“I didn’t mean off off,” Ryder muttered. “I just wanted to stop by the shop... ”
“Nope. Unacceptable. Your face is still healing from the last brawl, and Tessa nearly got tackled yesterday. You’re not going anywhere but into a peaceful, romantic, possibly flo
