Not Typical

Ryder. I slid out of my car and the moment my feet landed on the asphalt of the parking lot, my cell rang. I muttered a curse, recognizing the ringtone specially designated for Dante. I pressed the cell phone to my ear, closing my eyes and breathed out a low breath. “Yeees?” “Where are you?” he asked rudely, his tone low and irritated. “Shopping. Why?” I didn’t need to elaborate. I wasn’t ready to explain yet. I just wanted to get some nice shit for Ashley and I don’t know...What? What did I plan to do then? I had no idea. But I refused to leave her in the state she was. The poor woman had nothing on her because of me and the assholes I resided with. I sure as fuck will fix our mess. Hopefully, get lucky with her. I wasn’t going to lie. She was hot as sin and I wanted her. Clearly more than any other piece of ass I’d been after because look at me. I was out, fucking shopping, for crying out loud. Which made me wonder...I forgot to ask her if she had a preference in food. What if she wa