~Ryder~ The party was alive... loud engines still cooling outside, the smell of gasoline mixing with whiskey and perfume.  Music thumped through the floorboards, and everywhere I looked, someone was laughing too loud, drinking too fast, pretending life wasn’t one long road to chaos. Tessa stood across the room, sunlight in a black dress. Every man who looked at her forgot whatever woman he came with. And that... that did things to me. She was talking to Duke and a few others, laughing at something he said, her hand brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.  I couldn’t stop watching her — like some part of me needed to make sure she was still there, still breathing, still mine. That was before the waiter showed up. “Champagne, sir?” he said, tray shaking a little from the crowd bumping around us. I glanced at the glass... gold bubbles rising slow, catching the light.  I wasn’t in the mood for anything fancy, but it’d be rude to ignore the man, so I grabbed it. “Thanks,” I mu
 آخر تحديث : 2025-10-23
آخر تحديث : 2025-10-23