“He’s upstairs, Ms. Poletti.”
“Thank you,” I say politely before heading for the stairs.
I find the room I’m looking for easily since I’ve been here thousands of times and slip in, shutting the door behind me. I hear the shower running in the attached bathroom and slide onto the bed to wait.
It doesn’t take long before Ryder exits the bathroom in a cloud of steam with a towel wrapped around his waist. Ryder’s body is built to perfection with broad shoulders, barrel chest, trimmer waist, an ass girls pay top dollar for and huge thighs. Tattoos line his body like Dex’s, except they stop at his collarbone and wrists. Water is still rolling down his body, sliding down his deep v-line before disappearing under the towel.
His eyes finally lock with mine. “Les?” he asks in confusion.
I smile
