Chapter 31

Avery

The interior was luxurious—soft velvet cushions, glowing lamps, and a thick wool blanket folded on the seat.

"The evenings are getting colder." Ryker settled across from me, close enough that our knees almost touched. He reached for the blanket, and I caught myself watching the movement of his hands with far too much interest. "I thought you might need this."

"I'm fine—" But he was alread