Ryker and I left the country as soon as my mom got better. Seeing as he worked with Killian at the repair shop, and yet carried on with his virtual assistant job, he was most often than not too tired at the end of the day.
“Don’t drive yourself to the ground,” I said in a reprimand-filled tone on one particular weekend he spent with me. He was so tired, he could barely remain awake. We were laying on the bed at that moment.
“I want to get the most out of this reprieve we got,” he told me through a yawn.
I understood his words with difficulty, but didn’t get the meaning behind them. “Why must you be so stubborn?” I narrowed my eyes at him dangerously.
“I want us to lead a decent life,” that was the sole explanation he provided.
I was ready to fire a retort but as I watched his eyel
