Razing Ryker (Dissonance Book 1) by Jordanna James Page B

the shoulder. “Let’s thank Ryker for his time today. He made a special point to be here with us this morning since we only have another week until we head to Washington for the show. Oh, speaking of,” he continued before anyone could speak, “we have your plane tickets. I’ll hold onto them but grab a flier off the table with your flight information on them. Be at the airport early , people! No screw ups. We can’t spare to lose anyone in transit. If you miss your flight, pack yourself UPS and get your ass there, you hear me?”
    They laughed and agreed, nodding their heads and making their way to the table for a flier. Jace stepped in front of Greer, keeping a discreet distance but smiling down into her eyes.
    “Will you be flying with us?” she asked hopefully.
    He shook his head. “No. I have to head to California first to take care of some things. I’ll meet you there.”
    “You’re flying private, aren’t you?”
    He smirked. “It’s the only way to fly. You want me to book you a private flight?” he teased, knowing she’d never go for it but secretly wishing she would. He’d love to spoil her if she’d let him, but she wasn’t the type. Money made her nervous.
    “I’m good. I’ve never flown before so anything will be impressive for me. If I take a private jet, I’ll be ruined for life.”
    “Fair enough. Offer is on the table though.”
    “Okay.”
    He stepped closer, playing with fire and feeling its heat radiating from her body and in her eyes. “I wish I could fly with you,” he whispered. “I’d love to be there for your first time.”
    “Would you hold my hand at take off? Give me your peanuts?”
    “I’d even buy you headphones.”
    “Easy, money bags. What’d I just say about ruining me?”
    “What if I want to ruin you? What if I want to destroy you?”
    What if I want to make you mine?
    Her face fell serious, her eyes going guarded in that tight way they did when she was scared. “You easily could,” she breathed.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
    “Sam!” Cameron shouted, jogging after her as she hurried away from him. “Sam, just stop and listen!”
    “No thanks, asshole,” she replied bitingly.
    “Oh, come on! I said I was sorry.”
    “I heard you.”
    “I admitted I was wrong.”
    “Really noble considering that you were in fact wrong,” she shot back, not slowing. “What’s next? Your groundbreaking reveal that you like a finger in your ass during sex?”
    “Whoa!” he cried, glancing around to see who was listening. Everyone. Everyone was now listening. “Sam, can you—“
    She turned on him, coming to face him and making him screech to a halt. “Tell me I’m lying,” she challenged quietly. “Say it. Tell me I’m wrong.”
    He licked his lips, painfully aware of the eyes and ears all over the park tuned in. Someone even had their phone up to videotape their argument. “You’re not… fuck, you’re not wrong.”
    “I’m sorry, what? What was that?”
    “Is this really necessary?”
    She shrugged, turning to leave. “Guess not. Later, asshole.”
    “Fine. Fuck it, fine!” he called after her, throwing his arms out wide and spinning to face everyone. She turned to watch, her face impassive. “I like it when that woman right there, that gorgeous woman with the body that just won’t stop, puts her finger in my asshole as I come. I love it! It makes me crazy.” He pointed at her. “ She makes me crazy.”
    The crowd burst into a smattering of applause and he bowed slightly, going to stand in front of Samantha. She was fighting a smile and losing.
    “Are you happy now?” he asked.
    She let the smile loose. “A little.”
    “Am I forgiven?”
    “No. But we’ll get there.”
    He watched her walk away, the words she’d given him after he’d fucked her wild ringing in his ears. In his blood. 
    And he wanted her more than ever.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
    “Don’t you ever stop?” Jace asked. “Even to eat?”
    Greer didn’t startle. She stopped