Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 162

"Sure." Ryder stood up and walked over to sit beside me, his body heat immediately warming the space between us.

"Here are my inspiration pictures." I

the tab with the giraffe image.

"I like it. Surprised you picked this, though."

is eyebrow arched slightly, those green eyes studying me with curiosity.

"Why?" I asked, genuinely wondering what he'd expected

"Thought you'd go with something more like your shop's style."

"Oh, no. I don't want that vibe for the office." I flipped to the second tab, showing him paint colors and carpet samples.

"Looks good. What about the desk?"

"Keep an open mind," I warned as I flipped to the final tab. Ryder's expression shifted to surprise, but he didn't immediately comment. My stomach tightened, waiting for his reaction. Did he hate it? Was he just being polite?

"This is what you want?" he finally asked.

"Yeah, they need restoration work," I said with forced confidence, though the scope of the project made me nervous inside.

"They definitely need work, but if you can pull it off, they'll make great desks." Ryder's answer made the tension drain from my shoulders.

"You really want these? I could find something more modern if you prefer." I offered, still testing his reaction.

"No, I like what you picked. It'll just be a big project."

I don't already have enough on my plate?" I asked

pleased he'd accepted

"Something

hand lingering against

the flooring," he pointed

Can't we use what's already there?" I asked, hoping to save some work

ask my mom when she

too much?"

5

After clicking the purchase button, the website showed the items would arrive Wednesday.

and we can decide on decorations after we

returned to his work. I could tell his mind was elsewhere, so I decided

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my art suppifes," I

me to come with you?"

I'll only

you after six minutes." Ryder muttered,

I walked out. He

upstairs and grabbed my art supplies, then headed back down "You're thirty seconds

returned.

let me try again," I joked, sitting

out my sketchpad, I froze.

drifted to Samuel and his father.

and a faint

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