It was 7 in the evening. Ryder and Esmi were sitting on the couch in the same room where they spent some intense moments just a few moments ago.
Esmi's head was resting on Ryder's shoulders while her eyes were closed. There was a flash of red on her face.
"That was great," Esmi muttered as her eyelashes fluttered.
"It sure was," Ryder replied softly. He was quite fond of Esmi. She was the first woman he had ever been with, and he liked spending time with her.
Esmi's position meant that she was a fierce leader who didn't worry about killing people, but before him, she was always like a good girl. He couldn't find any flaws in her at all. He and Esmi were together. They had been intimate on more than four occasions, but still, they didn't have any formal name for their relationship.
