Chapter 80. God. I’m Done For

Freya POV

The moment the words left my lips, my heart started racing faster, a wild, frantic drumbeat that echoed in my ears and made my chest feel too tight.

Ryder was looking at me as if I had suddenly started speaking French. His brows were slightly furrowed, eyes narrowed in that unreadable way, like he didn’t understand a single thing I’d said, even though I knew he understood every damn word. He blinked once, slow and deliberate, then his arms tightened around my waist, pulling me a fraction closer against his solid chest.

“I’ve said a lot of things, bunny,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, the corner of his mouth twitching. “Which one are you talking about?”

Oh. So now he’s acting like he doesn’t remember? Why is he always bent on making things difficult for me? Does he really want me to spell it out with my whole mouth?

Heat crawled up my neck and flooded my cheeks. I cleared my throat, my fingers twisting nervously in the fabric o