The guards at Riders house were used to me by now, I'd come here a million times, they knew my car well. They let me in, and I parked my car behind Rider’s white Range Rover.
I didn't know if his parents were home or his older brother. I didn't see any other car other than Rider’s so I assumed he was home alone. I rang the doorbell twice because I was impatient.
He opened the door wearing his boxers and a plain vest. He looked sexy and sleepy. I dived into his arms and squeezed him tight. His enormous arms circled my waist pulling me closer to him.
I sniffled, but at the same time I was taking in his masculine scent. His hair was all ruffled and I felt bad for waking him. I'd done it before never really felt bad about it. I was just so happy to see him, I felt safe to fall apart and
