Ryder's POV
Instead of answering with sweet, blushing words, Mary gave a far more intoxicating response. The girl grabbed the collar of my hospital shirt roughly and crashed her lips onto mine.
Instantly, every struggle on the ice felt worth it. Every pill I swallowed, every ounce of pain I endured, was paid off in full by that single kiss.
If the fake dating facade was already shattered, then I had no reason to hold back anymore. I let out a low growl, letting my primal instincts take over. Ignoring the throbbing pain in my leg, I used the strength of my arms and broad chest to flip our positions in one swift motion.
Now Mary lay beneath me, completely caged against the hospital bed. I deepened the kiss wildly, devouring her sweet lips and tongue, while my hand tangled into her hair.
