Ryder’s POV.The night was almost perfect — the low music, the soft light spilling off the chandeliers, the way laughter hummed through the air like smoke.I was leaning on the bar, drink in hand, talking with a couple of the guys from the firm. It had been months since I’d seen them, and honestly, it felt good just to unwind.“Man, look at you,” Jason said, slapping my shoulder. “You disappear for two years and show up like you own the place.”I laughed. “Business keeps me busy, you know that. Meetings, deals — same old story.”“Business brought you to the city this time, huh?” Marcus asked, raising a brow. “Or someone?”I grinned into my glass. “Definitely business.”They groaned in mock disappointment. “You’ve gotten boring, Ry.”“Yeah, well,” I said, glancing around the room, “I’ll take boring over broke.”We laughed, and for a moment, everything felt easy. Just guys catching up, teasing each other, letting the night stretch. But then Jason leaned in and nodded toward the bar. “He
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