I gape, wordlessly at his name, the cell buzzing over and over until I slowly reach out and press the accept button. The phone stills before Ryker’s face appears in front of me, illuminated from one side as though the curtains are open, letting in the light from the moon outside. One arm is thrown over the top of his head, his hair is mussed like he’s been tossing and turning for a while, but he still looks gorgeous, he always did.
‘Hey’ he murmurs, his voice gravelly and low, his irises dark as they stare at me through the screen.
‘Hey’ I breathe back awkwardly, reaching up to try and flatten down my hair that I just know is sticking out in all directions.
‘I figured as we were both awake, that we might as well talk rather than type.’ Ryker’s lips twitch at the corners, though his sole
