“You want trouble?” His jaw tics.
“Always.” I swallow.
Panicked elation rips through me when Ryder reaches over to unbuckle my seat belt. I watch, feeling lightheaded, as he hooks a finger in my belt loop.
“Then get the fuck over here.”
YESSS RYDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
— Aug 03, 2026 11:15AM
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