Ryder
The world outside was quiet, the only light in Ryder’s room flickering from the movie playing on his TV. Wrapped in the soft hum of the night, Kylie lay fast asleep on his chest, her breathing slow and steady, her fingers curled gently against his hoodie. Ryder didn’t move much—he didn’t want to wake her. One hand rested on her back, the other lazily stroking her hair, over and over, in a rhythm that matched the steady beat of his heart. He wasn’t even watching the movie anymore. His eyes were on her—peaceful, soft, warm—and for a guy who didn’t let many people close, this moment felt like something rare. Something real. Ryder had a hundred reasons to keep his guard up… but with Kylie asleep in his arms, none of them seemed to matter.
About Ryder
The world outside was quiet, the only light in Ryder’s room flickering from the movie playing on his TV. Wrapped in the soft hum of the night, Kylie lay fast asleep on his chest, her breathing slow and steady, her fingers curled gently against his hoodie. Ryder didn’t move much—he didn’t want to wake her. One hand rested on her back, the other l...Read more