** Paige’s POV **
Ryder appears not long after we finish eating, his hair still damp from a shower. His shirt clings to his chest, like he didn’t dry off properly. He looks exhausted, but more himself than yesterday. His eyes find mine, and he smiles.
“Hey,” he says, his voice still a little sleepy.
“Morning,” I smile. “You look better.”
He steps into the room, leaning down to kiss the top of Jaxon’s head as he passes. “I feel better. Slept like a rock.”
Parker gives him a quiet nod and goes back to clearing plates. I can sense tension between them, and I hope I’m not the cause of it.
“I was thinking,” Ryder says, turning to me, “if you’re up for it, I can take you to see Callen.”
My heart stutters. “Now?”
He nods. “It’s quiet out there. Patrols are up. He’s stable. Figured we shou
