‘What can you give me?’ he asks quietly, his eyes burning into me as my lips part in shock.
‘W . . . what?’ I stammer, pretty sure that I misheard him, I had to have done, right??
Ryker inches closer to me, his seatbelt straining across his muscular chest as he watches me, ‘I asked you what you can give me’ he repeats. ‘If you can’t give me what I want Elijah, what are you willing to offer?’
I stare at him before a high pitched laugh bursts from me, ‘this isn’t a negotiation’ I state shrilly, ‘I can’t give you anything at all!’
‘Why not?’ Ryker asks solemnly, ‘what is stopping you?’
I look around us desperately as I shake my head, ‘I don’t know? The fact you are straight or because I live in Maine not here in bum f***k nowhere . . .’
The firefighter raises an eyebrow, ‘I don’t rememb
