I barely remembered to text Titus that I’d found Ryker before we were in his truck and on our way to…“Are we going to my place or yours?”
“Your place is closer, actually, if you don’t mind.”
“Just shut up and drive,” I replied.
Ryker laughed. “Yes, your highness.”
“Cute, but saying stuff like that might not get you laid.”
“Oh, I think it’ll happen anyway,” he said, and I wanted to smack away his smug grin, except, I didn’t, not really.
It took fifteen minutes to get to the house. When I unlocked the front door, an irate Mussy greeted us.
“I’m so sorry, sweetie.”
I hurried to the kitchen to get his food. I heard Ryker walking up the stairs as I fed the kitty. I couldn’t believe he was in my house again, and this time…
I petted Erasmus, replenished his water, then took the stairs tw
