CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

ROXANNE

The evening air was cool but the tension between us was far from it. My heart raced as I tried to process the intense emotions swirling inside me. Ryker had a way of making me feel exhilarated and terrified at the same time.

I didn't know if I could trust his words. This was Ryker being expressive and I was trying not to be nonchalant but I couldn't help it.

I looked up at him, my resolve weakening under his earnest gaze. “I just don’t want to be someone you run to when things don’t go your way.”

He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair...