Avery’s expression was mutinous, but then she yawned again.
“Come on, off we go,” I insisted.
After taking care of Avery’s bedtime routine, Ryker and I snuck to my tiny room.
“I can’t wait to move to your apartment. It’s so big, and I love that it’s on two floors,” I said when we were almost at my bed. Ryker laughed, putting an arm around my waist, walking in tandem with me.
“You just pointed out my two favorite things about it.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Heather
The following Saturday, I woke up before Ryker and just stared at my ring for a few minutes. The past week had been a bit of a whirlwind.
I gave notice to my landlord and started packing. Mom helped until she returned to Phoenix yesterday. Moving day was in two weeks. Ryker being Ryker had decided to pay the rent for another month so I wouldn’t have to pack in a hurry.
Ryker stirred soon after, blindly putting his hand over my shoulder. I loved that his first instinct was to reach for my side of the bed, check to see if I was still here. I pulled back a little, teasing him. He stretched toward me even further, only stopping when his fingers grazed my thigh. Then he blinked both eyes open. Groggy with sleep as he was, he smiled at me.
“Morning,” he said. “Is it late?”
“Nah, I just woke up early.”
He turned on one side, watching me intently. “You’re smiling. Why?”
“You were cute, trying to fondle me even in your sleep.”
“Hey, I’m an honest man. I want what I want.”
Yawning, I got out of bed. In a fraction of a second, Ryker was up too and trapped me between his body and the door. Damn, he was fast.
“What are you doing?”
“Not letting you go until you admit that you were teasing me on purpose.”
“You just woke up two minutes ago. How are you so good at blackmailing me already?”
He kissed the side of my neck, laughing. “You inspire me.”
“Oh, I see. So I brought this upon myself?”
He pulled back, cocking a brow. “You say that like it’s a hardship.”
I wiggled my ass, parting my thighs so I could accommodate him more easily.
“It can be.”
“You did not say that.”
“I did. Whatcha gonna do about it?”
His eyes flashed, before he whirled me around, putting my palms up against the door above my head, holding them tight.
I swallowed, exhaling sharply. I was not expecting that. Where my instincts were slow and groggy in the morning, he was already quick and alert.
He kissed along the back of my neck, first only skimming his lips, then teasing me with the tip of his tongue. My whole body reacted to his attentions. Letting go of my hands, he moved his mouth lower, tracing a straight line of kisses down my back. At the same time, he skimmed his hands over the sides of my breasts, down to my hips.
Oh, wow. There had to be a rule against getting me so hot and bothered this early in the morning. How was I supposed to resist his charm for the rest of the day? Oh wait, I didn’t want to do that.