Ruby's POV

When we finally pulled apart, silence lingered between us. Austin’s hand brushed against mine before he murmured, “Let’s get out of here.”

The city lights streaked past us, the hum of Austin’s motorcycle steady beneath us. The cold air stung, but the warmth radiating from his back kept me calm.

When we finally pulled up to a modern apartment complex, Austin cut the engine and turned toward me. “I rented this place recently,” he said, his tone gentle. “I wanted ...