Ryan POV
Who the f**k could be sending her flowers? She told me she wasn't seeing anyone and that Angel's father was not in the picture. Yet, there she was holding this bouquet that definitely says she is on someone's mind.
I know my behavior was childish. 'And rude, don't forget rude!' Aspen chimes in. I pace my office for a few moments, and I know that my wolf is right. I just got so angry seeing her hold flowers from some other suitor.
I walk back into her office, with no idea of what I am going to say, but Reya is nowhere to be found. She has printed out the bullshit report that I have asked for, but that is not what catches my attention. The bouquet that Reya was holding onto is now sitting upside down in the wastepaper basket near her desk.
I glance around the office
