PHOENIX:
Somewhere between the dance floor and the bar, someone bumped into me hard enough to slosh half my drink across my shirt.
“s**t,” I muttered, stepping back, sticky liquor soaking through my tank. A few people nearby laughed, but it was harmless. A drunken accident. I didn’t care.
Before I could grab a napkin, Ryder was already beside me, hands out, brows pinched. “You okay?”
I smiled at him, heart still humming from the speeches earlier. “I’m fine, just wet. I’ll go upstairs and change real quick, be right back.”
He leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Want me to come with you?”
I shook my head, grinning. “Don’t get any ideas, Santori. I’ll be back before you miss me.”
He smirked, letting me go, but I could still feel his eyes on me as I made my way through the crowd.
The music
