Chapter 85 - Ryker

I groaned as I turned over in Willow's bed that night. The thing was big. It was not comfy. How I'd missed how lumpy and firm it was the first night I stayed here, I had no flipping idea. But this was pure torture.

"Would you stop moving around? It's a bed, not a jungle gym," she whined at me.

I snorted. "You're a trust fund baby, have a stellar bakery, and you sleep on a piece of shit bed. How is that even possible?" If I was going to suffer, I was at least going to have her in my arms while I did. I snaked out my arms, pulled her into me. Sighed as a feeling of peace finally washed over me.

She laughed, her breath washing over the skin at my neck. "Because I'm not a giant man-beast?"

That was it. I rolled us over so I was hovering over her body in the dark. "Man-beast? I'll show you man-beast."

"Show me, hero. Show me." She slid her hands up and into my hair. If I wasn't mistaken, I heard a smile in her voice.

Through all of the shit that had rained down on her life i