"No, stop touching it." I said while scowling at Ryker who continued to touch the ointment after I applied it.
He furrowed his eyebrows "It feels like it's dripping." God he reminds me of a kid sometimes.
I placed more ointment on it before slapping his hand away, "Ignore it. It's not dripping you're just weird." I said low as I finished bandaging up the rest of his cuts.
His brown eyes, more honey toned now, stared at me straight. Even sitting he manages to keep an inch on me.
Ryker reached up and brushed a strand of my hair back, "You love him?" He asked obviously talking about Ben.
I nodded, "Yes, I mean at first I didn't. Then it sort of happened." I shrugged and he nodded "Want to hear something weird?" He asked.
Something in my told me I didn't want to, but my mouth said otherw
