Bye, Ryker

“What is he doing here?” Tasha whispers, watching Ryker as he strolls up to the court.

I shrug, also keeping my gaze on Ryker as Lawson and Declan turn to him. They both sneer, reluctantly talking to Ryker as he smiles.

“He never comes here.”

My hands tighten into painful fists and I set them on my thighs, my breath catching in my throat when Ryker turns his attention to us. Declan stiffens, the