Ryker frowned.
Retrieved?
Black dots appeared and disappeared as time ticked by. His stomach twisted into knots.
Stole.
Does that bother you?
It probably should bother him, but a few days ago, he’d watched her kill someone. A minor theft didn’t seem like that big of a deal in comparison. Besides, it was for a good cause.
Honestly, not really. Did she see you?
That was the far more pressing question. He held his breath and waited for her reply. Every second dragged on until those black dots danced across the screen.
I wouldn’t be alive if that were the case.
True.
An alert popped up on his phone, reminding him of a meeting in half an hour. He confirmed his attendance and finished getting dressed before letting Brynleigh know he had to go.
I’ll update you if I find anything interesting in the book.
*thumbs up emoji*
The moment he pressed send, he berated himself.What kind of Mature fae sent emojis? She probably thought he was an idiot, which was not exactly the impression he was aiming for.
“Way to fucking go, Waterborn,” he muttered, unwrapping a muffin from the hotel mini-fridge and devouring it in three bites. It was dry, and he grabbed a water bottle to wash it down.
His phone vibrated again.
*Bat emoji* *Sun emoji*
The corner of Ryker’s lips curved up, and he chuckled.
What’s that supposed to mean?
He was used to the normal face emojis, but these were more advanced. Maybe River could help him. She was more up-to-date on these types of things.
You don’t know?
He shook his head before he realized she couldn’t see him. His fingers flew over the screen.
Let me guess, it means you have a… sunny disposition?
There was a pause, and if he listened hard enough, it was like he could hear her laugh as those three dots appeared.
Only when I’m with you.
His smile transformed into a grin, and he slipped on his shoes.
I like that.
Is there enough blood in the apartment for you?
Let me check the fridge.
She must have sped over there because the following message came through almost instantly.