(Mira)
The afternoon felt long.
Ridge and I sat together for a while, but I could tell his mind was somewhere else. He was tense. Stressed. Trying to hide it but failing.
His phone rang. He looked at the screen and stood up.
"I need to take this," he said, walking into the bedroom. Closed the door behind him.
I sat on the couch staring at the TV. Not really watching. Just thinking.
About Ridge. About the other MC. About whatever was happening that he wouldn't tell me about.
I could hear his voice through the door. Angry. Telling someone to handle something.
When he came back out, his face was hard.
"Everything okay?" I asked.
"Yeah. Just club stuff."
"Ridge, you keep saying that. But I can see that something's wrong."
"It's nothing you need to worry about."
"That's not fair. Y
