Ryder:
She said yes.
She f*****g said yes.
And I lost it.
Every ounce of control I’d been holding on to—gone. Blown apart in the heat of her voice, in the way her hands tangled in my hair, in the tears that slipped down her cheeks like she couldn’t believe this was real.
Like I was real.
I kissed her like I needed her to feel it. Every part of it. Every second of the years I’d been waiting to call her mine.
My hands were everywhere—her face, her waist, her back. I couldn’t get enough. Couldn’t get close enough. Our teeth clashed. Our lips bruised. Her fingers tugged at my shirt like she wanted to rip me apart and crawl inside the places that never stopped craving her.
“Upstairs,” she whispered against my mouth, voice shaky, desperate. “Now.”
We stumbled. Laughed. Banged against th
