Aurora pov

We lay tangled in each other’s hands, savoring the warmth and quiet intimacy of the moment.

The silence was comforting, until Manuel’s phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand.

He groaned, rolling onto his side to grab it. “It’s Ryan,” he muttered before sliding his thumb across the screen to pick up the call.

“Hey,” he said, his voice calm but alert. A pause stretched, and I couldn’t hear what Ryan was saying on the other end.

“Alright. I’ll be there in an ...