"What are you thinking about?" I was sprawled across Ryder's sweaty chest, trailing my fingertip around his nipple lazily as we both tried to catch our breath. As expected, the one thing I needed to turn my very shitty day into sunshine was him, always him.

He'd taken me down as soon as we walked through the door, and just like magic, I forgot about everything else for those moments spent in his arms. It's amazing how I'd spent the last five years convincing myself that I could live ...