NATALIE
A lump lodges in my throat as I find myself lost in his eyes. This is so fucked up. He is hurting. I am hurting. We both are hurting from inside. And now, we are hurting each other.
“ Ryker. Please. This is not what I want… ” I trail off, lifting my hand to touch his face. “ This is not what I want at all. ”
Ryker grips my hand right when my fingers come in contact with his smooth skin.
“ Then what is it that you want from me? Tell me! Tell me so I can do it and end this headache screw