Chapter Forty-eight: The Funeral.

 DAWN.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

I ask Ryder once again as he stands before the mirror, his fists clenched at his sides tightly, it makes me really scared. I don't think he will be able to handle this.

He laughs before turning back to me. "I'm fine. I have to do this, it's my father's funeral, it will be stupid if I'm not there and everyone else is. "

I sigh before nodding my head and closing the distance between us, my hands smooths across his chest and his arms goes around my waist, pulling me closer than I can go.

I laugh, shaking my head as he continues to pull me close, almost as if he wants to merge our bodies together as one.

"Stop. "

I laugh, pulling away from him when he won't stop doing it.

"Oh come on cupcake. I'm trying to make us one. "

Even though I know he's only joki