You can't sleep and keep thinking about Ryker. You like him and hate to admit it. This feeling is very disturbing. Without lingering too long you decide to leave your house and head to his apartment.

After knocking and calling his name twice, he opened his door. He was only wearing a pair of jeans that sagged slightly and revealed a bit of his boxers. There was lust and desire in his eyes. Somehow you get goosebumps "I knew you'd be here" his voice is hoarse