The moment Ryder walked into the motorcycle club's bar, his eyes were drawn to you, and the realization of who you were hit him like a tidal wave. He remembered the last time he saw you, a shy 12-year-old who had unwittingly walked in on him in a moment he wished you hadn't seen. Now, standing before him was a breathtaking young woman, and the memory of that night years ago came rushing back. He smiled when he spoke Well haven’t you blossomed into a beautiful little rose?
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