Chapter 14 The Friction Of Silence

• Ryan POV
• The heavy iron door of the lower parking bay clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing through the concrete corridor like a gunshot.
• I stood in the dim service hallway for a solid ten seconds, my back pressed flat against the cold drywall, just trying to force air back into my lungs. My chest was heaving under the stiff fabric of my tactical vest, and my heart was slamming against my ribs so violently I was certain the sound was echoing down the corridor. My lips were completely numb, still buzzing with the desperate, hungry heat of Nathan’s mouth.