Amelia’s POV

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Ryder sitting beside me. His head was resting close to my arm, and he seemed to be breathing in my scent from my wrist. His face looked calm—so calm that it almost didn’t seem like him.

The way he was holding my arm so gently made my cheeks heat up.

I tried to get a better look at him without disturbing him, but I must have moved too suddenly because his eyes snapped open. He flinched, then lost his balance and fell right off ...