I take a step back under the intensity of Ryker’s gaze, the firefighter following me as I keep retreating until my ass hits the back of the armchair.
‘Your team were already impressed with you’ I mumble, my hands grabbing the chair to steady myself as I stare up at the firefighter, ‘everyone knew you were the best player on the team.’
‘Yeah’ Ryker breaths, taking another step, crowding me now, ‘they hoisted me onto their shoulders that day after our win . . .’ He’s so close, I can smell his cologne, he holds my gaze as he lifts the bottle that is still in his hand, to his lips, tilting it back as I watch, transfixed as his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows.
‘I could see the whole crowd,’ he whispers, as the empty bottle drops to his side, hanging from between his fingers. ‘Everyone was c
