There was some kind of subtle shift in their relationship in the moment, and Bree was enjoying every second of it.
It was obviously taking Ryder effort to keep up with his new found tenderness for her that probably won't last, but the effort mattered.
She was still caught wondering what had happened while she'd been asleep that had caused the shift, but it didn't really matter, did it?
Maybe it had everything to do with what had happened earlier, maybe not.
"So claustrophobia?" He asked as if he could see into her head at the moment.
He had his eyes on her, eyes that were dark, beautiful and questioning.
"Uhmm...."
The question he'd asked was an open one, she could either wave it off with a lie or trust him enough to share that piece of herself with him.
"Not really, it was......more of the darkness than the space that freaked me out. I'm nyctophobic."
He raised a brow at her answer, drawing her eyes to his face, a
"Come over here and try kissing the answers out of me."Fuck, those sinfully tempting words had been the start of a beautiful weekend for Bree.No, she hadn't taken the cue Ryder had thrown, she'd been too scared of trying and breaking the spell binding them in that moment.But he had instead and oh God.He'd jerked her to him and had covered her mouth with his in the most sinfully erotic mouth fuckery she's ever experienced.She could still feel the ache he'd left unattended burn in her core.He'd called it quits before they could get to the best part, his eyes promising her more.But for the rest of the weekend Ryder had dedicated himself to teasing her to the point of madness and leaving her needing.And needing, she had been.It'd been so bad that in the dead of the night, she'd be up, bringing herself to climax with dark fantasies of him in her head and his name on her lips.But when he wasn't punishing
"What did he want?" Nemy asked immediately Bree came out of Bernett's office, startling her a bit.True to her words, she'd waited right there, same spot, for her."Office Nems." Bree whispered.She didn't trust anything anymore, the news Bernett had given her, albeit being a good one, made her uneasy.It made her believe something was going on and she had to find out what before she find herself in a noose she can't wiggle free of.The stone account isn't something Bernett would want to juggle around like he was doing under normal circumstances and the part where he'd mentioned Nathan Stone calling and asking specifically for her?That was a total trap if she's ever seen one.She didn't believe even for a second that this was just the golden opportunity that comes by once in a very long while."So what was it, huh? Why did snapping Bernett want to see my girl? Spill already Bree." Nemy asked immediately they stepped into her o
Coming home wasn't what Bree had imagined it'd be and the Ryder she came home to wasn't the same one that had kissed her good bye earlier, this morning, with a glint in his eyes.After the day she had, she wasn't prepared to deal with a totally withdrawn and cold Ryder, again!Nemy had kept her words and had dragged Bree off to Glitz after work and they'd sat there over glasses of drinks, celebrating the job she still felt uneasy about.She didn't feel really drunk, but she felt different with the alcohol in her system, somewhere between to daring and naughty.Imagine what a damper it was to come home to this Ryder she was facing now, the grumpy taciturn version.There wasn't even any semblance of a smile on his face.She knew to take the cue when he responded to her awfully bright and inviting greeting with just a nod, ignoring her presence in the room afterwards.Fuck him.She wasn't letting him drag her mood down with his.
Ryder wasn't intentionally being a dick, he was just drowning in guilt for what he'd done.And that in itself was absurd because that has been the plan from the very beginning, it was why she was in the picture in the first place.Except now, it just felt to him like he was using her and somehow, was betraying her too.It made him feel worse knowing that she'd had nothing to with what had happened to the younger him and nothing with her father too.It was clear he'd assumed wrong, the kind of relationship they shared.Jeffery obviously can't help being a monster to everyone, including his kid.He was swinging in deep confliction between Bree and his revenge, and none was coming out at the top.How the fuck did he get here?It wasn't supposed to go like this.But she wasn't supposed to be a sweet little thing, broken yet ha
Last night didn't happen.Yeah, the part where Ryder had walked in on Bree pleasuring herself to a fantasy of him in her room and on her own fucking bed, had.And the part where he'd kissed her so fiercely, like he couldn't wait to rip what was remaining of her clothes off her body, had too.But she'd opened her mouth and had asked questions, questions he hadn't been ready to answer.And that had been it.She'd watched him go cold in seconds and the man she'd seen burn hot to have her was gone in an instant.He'd kissed her good night instead and had left her room and it had been worse than not getting a taste of him at all.It hurt more to have had a taste of his hunger and the pleasure he could deliver.It pissed her all night, that again he'd managed to come out on top.She'd tossed and turned all night, brewing in her anger and frustration and now she was enduring the consequences of that.First off, she'd wok
Closing time took so long to come around, probably because Bree spent so much time looking forward to it, and him.Her enormous bouquet of roses still sat heavy on her table, occupying a lot of space and reminding her of the man that had sent it.His brief note that had come with it had managed to lift her lips in a smile.It was so much like him of she thought about it, neat, concise, but yet, still beautiful.She wondered what had put him up to it though.Ryder wasn't the kind of man to gift flowers, or apologize, to anyone.Or maybe she didn't know him well enough after all.Which ever one it was, it didn't matter, because she was excited as fuck at the idea of going out to dinner with him.It worried her though that he could pick one of those uptown fancy and insanely overpriced restaurants, judging from his taste, and she had nothing
For all the forbidden excitement coursing through her, Bree took her time in the bath.And she was taking her time now too, getting ready.It was her plan to look really beautiful, and sweep Ryder off his feet.As if that was possible.For someone as rich as he was, he must have had the prettiest of women in his circles and he could still easily land anyone of his choice.And his good looks was an added bonus to the whole package.Like her bad boy had requested, she'd worn his gifts, all of it, and damn did she look beautiful in them.It surprised her though how he'd figured out her size for everyone of the things he'd gotten her.And thanks to him, the dilemma of picking what to wear while trying not to look over dressed or under dressed had been taken out of her hands.With the way she was feeling right now, she could easily kiss him thank you.She stood before the full length mirror adorning one wall in the roo
Ryder had spent the whole day out, and now he was just about the dinner he'd asked Bree to. The idea hadn't been completely innocent but he'd let them enjoy every moment of it before he let himself be engulfed by his plans. It wasn't Jeffery of Nathan this time, it was another mini devil, the one that owed him the most. Brandon Park. The next name on his list, he'd gotten news that he was in town for some business, a business Ryder had his suspicions of. His source had given him the run down of ever crucial detail on this one and in the end he'd realised that this is a one in a lifetime opportunity to cripple the bastard. He could close his eyes for a second and remember him as he'd been back then. Ugly, a hairline that had somehow receded to the middle of his head and the most abusive of the lot. He'd made him do the dirtiest things that had made him hate himself for years on end until he'd started considering death.