Kai

“Don’t.” Ryan sits forward. “Don’t you dare cry.”  I suck in a breath, shaking my head and stopping any emotions before they really start. “Sorry. We’re at your work event.”  “Indy.” Both his large hands cup my face. “I don’t give a fuck where we are. You could cry all you want at this fundraiser. You could scream, laugh, throw a temper tantrum in front of these people for all I care. I don’t give a fuck, but you’re not crying over him, here or anywhere else.” ”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move