Chapter 135

Ryker

Thirty minutes later, we were both disheveled and trying to make ourselves look presentable again.

"You said you'd be quick," I muttered, tucking my shirt back into my pants and running a hand through my hair.

"I tried," she said, her voice still breathless as she smoothed down her skirt and then her hair. "It's not my fault you're so good at what you do."

I couldn't help but smile