Ryker moved to lift me into his arms again. And as much as I wanted to be there, I also wanted to walk. To move under my own steam. To be able to be in charge of my body.
I grabbed his hands with mine. "Now, before you deny me out of hand, I want you to listen."
He leaned back, hurt on his face. "I always listen to you."
I grimaced. Squeezed his fingers. "Sorry. Yes, you do. And I appreciate it. But I want to walk."
Clouds of doubt covered his features. His lips pursed as I saw the wheels start turning in his brain. "I'm not saying no. But I am going to ask Jessa." He pressed a kiss to my nose before turning to his bedroom door.
He hollered after the pretty doctor.
I didn't hear her answer, but I did hear the click, click, click of her shoes as she walked towards his bedroom once
