Take Me Home

**Ryker’s POV**

I stare at myself in the mirror, frowning as I tighten the tie around my neck for the third time. It still doesn’t look right.

I groan, frustrated, loosen it up and try all over again.

Maybe it’s not the tie. Maybe it’s me. I huff out a breath, dragging my hands through my hair and messing it up again.

Dane had invited me to some fancy art function. Normally, I would’ve told him