Ash's pov ;
I sighed. "What do you want, Ryder?"
"Oh, come on! Is that any way to greet your favourite person in the world?" he gasped, placing a hand dramatically on his chest.
"You're not even in the top ten," I retorted, rolling my eyes.
Ryder pouted, feigning hurt. "Ouch! That stings. You really know how to wound a guy."
I couldn't help but smirk. Ryder was annoying but in a different way from Elijah. His bubbly personality was almost endearing—almost.
He leaned forward, catching me off guard. He lowered his voice, a conspiratorial grin spreading across his face. "So, where's your hubby?"
I glared at him, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "Cut it out, Ryder."
If I don't stop him soon, this loudmouth will let all the company know about Elijah and my relationship.
He laughed, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright! No need to get all serious. I'm just messing with you."
