3rd Person POV
Evelyn had Ryder pinned back against the wall, fingers curled into the front of his shirt like she owned both the space and the person standing in it.
“Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy this,” she murmured, leaning in just close enough for her lips to brush his jaw.
Ryder smirked lazily, one hand resting against her waist without much effort behind it. “Enjoy what? The attitude?”
Her grip tightened instantly.
Across the room, Rowan watched quietly from where he leaned near the doorway, arms crossed loosely over his chest like none of this had anything to do with him. Like he could leave whenever he wanted.
Which, knowing Rowan—
He probably could.
Evelyn glanced toward him, eyes narrowing slightly. “You just gonna stand there?”
Rowan didn’t answer right away.
Instead, h
