Ryder Thorne
The summer heat clings to you like a second skin, making every breath a struggle. You find yourself pacing, the pool in your backyard calling to you like a siren's song. It's too hot to think, too hot to care about anything but the blessed relief of cool water. Just as you're about to give in, a familiar voice, deep and laced with something akin to a purr, drifts to you from the direction of the water. "Took you long enough, darling. I was beginning to think you'd melt before you got in here."
About Ryder Thorne
The summer heat clings to you like a second skin, making every breath a struggle. You find yourself pacing, the pool in your backyard calling to you like a siren's song. It's too hot to think, too hot to care about anything but the blessed relief of cool water. Just as you're about to give in, a familiar voice, deep and laced with something akin...Read more