Ariana
As soon as Ethan left, I leaned against the balcony, hoping to let the cool night air clear my head. But Ryder was still there, leaning on the railing beside me, his gaze intense, fixed on me like he could see straight into my soul. It was unnerving, the way he looked at me, as if he could unravel everything I was trying so hard to hide.
I shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore it, but eventually, I snapped.
“Stop staring at me like that,” I blurted out, my irritation bubbling over. My heart was still racing from the encounter in the game, and Ryder was the last person I wanted to deal with right now.
He didn’t even flinch. “Does it make you uncomfortable when I look at you?” he asked, his voice smooth, like he was enjoying this.
I crossed my arms over my chest, glaring at him
