CHAPTER FORTY

Ryder knew there was no form of recognition of who he was to Brandon and that was exactly what he needed.

It didn't excite him to know that he'd been forgotten so quickly but it served his purpose.

It was no surprise to him the old thing still went around forcing himself on people, but not this time, no, not on his watch.

He'd seen all shades of red when he'd made it down only to find fucking Park getting all handsy with a disturbed Bree.

She'd been uncomfortable with his attention but the swine hadn't cares! What's one more to his long list of assault, ehh?

It had taken all his will and control not to tear him limb from limb, right there.

Bree looked relieved at his arrival, because he'd come when he did and rescued the damsel in distress, but he doubted the effect of that would last enough to get his ass back into her good graces.

Her small voice at his side, begging him to let go and get them away from here pulled him back from doi