I stepped back into the room and Ryker was sitting coyly at the small sitting table. He had a glass of bourbon in his hand and a glass of red wine set on the table for me. He was in a forest green button up and black slacks- just like I had imagined for Jacob. But he had a black blazer over the back of his chair and his hair was styled, but was still a little messy. Probably my favorite way he styled it. He had a sly grin on his face and I felt his heart beat increase ever so slightly when I entered the room. He remained silent but signaled for me to spin, twirling his finger almost seductively. I obliged and tried not to trip over the small train of the dress. When I faced forward again, Ryker was on his feet and a breath away from me.
“Pure perfection, My Queen. This is the one I was h
