Page 114 of Kane's Awakening
Because I couldn’t go an hour without thinking of Ryker. When his face entered my mind, my heart soared and pounded faster, aching with the absence of him. Then, when he was with me, I felt whole. His laugh was my favorite sound, and his smile was my favorite sight. The feel of his body on mine was my idea of Heaven.
I’d do anything for Ryker.
“I just know,” I answered. “He’s the love of my life.”
Devon nodded and looked down at his folded hands. “I’m sorry.”
“You have alotof shit to apologize for, but for what specifically?”
“For everything,” he answered, and for once, his blue eyes shone with regret instead of the callousness he’d so often glared at me with. “I was cruel to you. Calling you worthless, saying you were nothing but a hole. I said you’d never find love because you were nothing.”
“Yeah.” My jaw clenched at the memory. “I remember.”
“I didn’t mean it,” Devon said. “I was so fucking disgusted with myself that I projected my own self-hatred onto you. And it wasn’t fair. You never deserved to be treated like that.”
I didn’t know what to say. For years, I’d obsessed over the shit he’d told me, and now that he’d apologized, I was struck stupid.
“Can I crash here tonight?” he asked, changing the subject. “Vanessa kicked me out, and I don’t wanna get a hotel room. They’d deny me anyway once smelling the alcohol.”
“Sure. You can have my room. I’ll take the couch.”
I was being generous by giving him my room, but I felt bad for the guy. The least I could do was give him a comfy bed instead of a lumpy couch. I’d probably stay up playing more video games anyway.
We talked for a little longer before he stood up and asked if he could use the bathroom. He cleaned himself up and then went to bed. It was almost midnight. I retrieved a blanket from the closet in the hall and lay down, not tired but knowing I should probably try to sleep.
Molly lay on the carpet at the foot of the couch, facing the hallway. She’d stopped growling at Devon, but I knew she still didn’t trust him.
Hell, I didn’t exactly trust him, either, so I didn’t blame her.
I grabbed my phone and looked at the picture of Ryker on my background. He was smiling, looking both bashful and hot at the same time, which was something I believed only he could do. He was one of a kind. I decided to send him a text before bed.
Me:Goodnight, Rye <3
He was probably asleep already, so I didn’t expect a response. I placed the phone on the side table and switched off the lamp, visualizing his sexy blue eyes and perfect lips as I settled in and closed my eyes.
