[DAPHNE]
I broke away from our hug, my eyes searching Ryker’s, uncertain of what to say, especially with Damon and Zach still present in the background.
"Daphne?" Ryker’s voice was smooth, like silk, his gaze searching mine. "Are you okay? You don’t seem happy to see me. Are you still... not ready?"
I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his words. This wasn’t the place for this conversation. No one needed to know why I broke up with Ryker years ago, least of all them.
Leaning in slightly, I whispered, "Ryker, can we talk somewhere else? Outside this house?"
He studied me for a moment before nodding. "Sure.”
“You’re booked for this evening?" I asked.
"No. It's even perfect. I’m still putting my apartment in order. When you have time, maybe you could stop by? I know you’re great wit
