Tessy’s POV
I shouldn’t feel this nervous... right?
I had thought about this a hundred times in my head, and I knew I was making the right decision. At least, I truly hoped I was.
I stood outside Ryder’s bedroom door, taking a slow, deep breath to steady my racing heart. I pushed the door open, my gaze instantly colliding with Ryder’s dark, waiting eyes. Panic flared in my chest, and I nervously snapped my gaze down to the floor.
I walked into his room and set my bag down on the chair. God, this feels so awkward. Was I completely out of my mind asking him for an orgasm yesterday? I must have actually lost my sanity.
“Are you okay?” Ryder asked gently, stepping closer.
I looked up slightly, swallowing hard. “Yes, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be fine?”
“You seem really nervous, Tessy,” he
