"Lila's point of view."
The following evening, Ryder called me. I let it ring the first time, hesitating to pick up, but on the second ring, I gave in. His voice was smooth, deep, and I couldn't deny, it was also magnetic—something I wasn’t used to feeling. It was possessive, yet romantic. I had never been this drawn to a man before. But Ryder? The handsome man in red, he was different. Still, I wasn’t going to let him know that. At least, not yet.
"I have to confess," he started shyly, "you’ve been on my mind since I last saw you."
His words caught me off guard, these kind of words had never been said to me before, so I couldn't tell if he was lying. Well, even if he was, I felt good about it, so I'd let him go on. My chest tightened, but I kept my tone neutral, I even added a little s
