Riley’s Pov

The hand on my hair disappeared.

I stumbled back, gasping. A guy stood over the creep on the floor, he looked like he spent more time in the gym than most people spent sleeping.

The creep held his bloody nose, groaning.

“Go, scram,” the guy said.

The creep scrambled to his feet and glared at me.

“This isn’t over, I’ll come back for you.”

The guy stepped closer to the creep and he ran away.

The guy turned to me. “Are you okay?”

I didn’t answer, I was too busy staring.

He was handsome, for half a second, I almost compared him to Zavi, then I snapped out...