Maverick
I stood by the window, gazing out at the garden downward as I sensed someone's presence behind me, his steps was drawing closer, I turned to look at the person.
"Ryder," My face gather up a frown.
Alex would have to answer why this man was allowed in my house,
"Good to see you, Maverick, It's been a while." He grinned.
"What brings you here?" I asked curtly, shifting my gaze back to the window. I didn't want to get into small talk. At least not with this one.
I heard him exhaled and plopped himself into my sofa, "Not even a drink?"
Seeing I didn't reply, he began to say, "Well I'm just worried about your latest venture, I mean weren't you putting a lot on the line?"
My gut tightened, as my jaw clenched in irritation. Ryder was one of the few people I could call acquaintanc
