Ryker Scott...
Ryker woke up with a heavy feeling in his chest. His first point of call was Brin's house. They already made up, but he could still feel the strain on their relationship. His concern was for both his son and his woman. His options of having both of them in his life looked slim, but he wanted to have them both. He didn't know how to go about it, but he was going to try.
Brin's driveway was empty. Ryker had gotten used to seeing his cars packed around the house. He had packed up and left upon Brin's request, and now, he hadn't gotten around returning everything he took away. In the early morning light, Ryker walked up to the front door and knocked lightly on the door.