Third Person

Ryan's brows furrowed, a flicker of impatience flashing across his face.

But he quickly maxed it, lowering his head to place a kiss on Gabrielle's forehead.

His voice softened, tinged with a hint of apology. "Sorry. Looks like Summer ruined the mood again."

Gabrielle shook her head, her tone soft, "It's fine. She must have something urgent. You should go check on her."

Though she didn't like Summer, the way she came rushing over like that—maybe ...