Ryan's POV

　　Tens and angry, she sat inpatients right across our little table, so close, still so far away.

　　Ragnar kept calling for her, purring her name in my mind. His need to feel her, smell her, to have her affected me greatly.

　　But I've come to the point I've stopped fighting it. Instead, we relished the need and desire to have her for ourselves, to claim her and win her over. I did, however, realize she would be my greatest challenge to this ...