What I Would Have Done

Ryker and I walk down the stairs together, smiles tugging at our lips, warmth between us. He steals a quick kiss before we reach the kitchen, and I giggle against his mouth, thankful for his gentler side.

We walk into the kitchen, and my eyes go to Declan first. He’s sitting on a stool at the kitchen island, cradling a coffee mug between his hands. He’s focused on the countertop, as if he’s too d