Chapter 212: Feral Creature
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, taking off his shoes... Ryder had left her alone this morning after tiring her out, for important matters.
And he’d just returned.
He turned his head and kissed her forehead. "Yes."
"What now? Do you have a solution for my troubles? Or are we just going to lie here and pretend the heat haze didn’t turn me into a feral creature?" Reana muttered, half teasing, half mortified.
Ryder chuckled, low and rough. "Feral, huh?" He slid his hand slowly down her spine. "You didn’t seem too embarrassed when you were screaming into the bed."
She groaned and buried her face in his neck. "Don’t remind me. I nearly ripped Marcus’s throat out this morning just for looking at me too long."
"You almost ripped my throat out," he replied, smug.
"You liked it."
He grinned. "I did. You’re something else when you’re burning up." He nudged her jaw with his nose until she lifted her head, then kissed her slowly, like he was savoring the quiet. "But I wasn’t pretending anything. I’ll take care of it."
Reana tilted her head. "You can’t stop the heat, Ryder."
"It seems so," he admitted. "I’ve sent for help. She’ll be here in a couple of days. Until then..." he grinned.