Kats POV
"Classy, Patrick, Real classy." I said with a shaky voice.

I quickly walked down the hallway and approached the elevator. I continuously pressed the down button praying it would help the elevator come faster. I could hear Patrick say my name. The elevator finally came and I raced out of the building. I had no idea where to go, so I decided just to walk around the city.

Why was I even upset? Me and Patrick were in no way shape or form together or even close together. He was just the first guy who has ever acted like he cared, whether he actually did or not. I shouldn’t have even let Patrick stay in the bed with me when I was freaking out at his place.

My thoughts were cut off when I ran into something rock hard and I was falling backwards when I felt to arms pull me up. The person pulled me into their chest.

“Woah, slow down there sweetheart” the unrecognizable voice said.

I opened my eyes to see the most beautiful man alive. His skin was bronzed with luscious short brown hair, and ocean blue eyes you could easily lose yourself in. He was wearing a black button down rolled a little bit below his elbows with black pants and shoes. I could feel his built physique through his grip on me. Realizing I was still pulled into his chest I began to push myself backwards. His grip got stronger and he pulled me closer into him.

“Good try, but you’re not getting of that easy.” His rough but silk voice said. “You at least owe me a drink with you.”

“What? Right now?”

“Yes, right now.” He chuckled toward the end.

I thought about it and figured what else do I have to lose Pat is going to be fucking the brains out of that blonde bimbo anyway, might as well enjoy my time.

“You know what, yeah ill have a drink with you.” I said with a smile.

“Ah that was the answer I was hoping for. Here I know a place.”

He smiled a heart melting smile and released his grip and put his hand on the small of my back leading me through crowded Chicago and directing me to “the place he knew”. My doubts quickly rushed in. How could I put myself in this position. This man could easily be like him. God what have I done? The man seemed to sense my uncertainty.

“Hey it’s okay I’m not going to kidnap you or anything I just want 1 drink.”

Ugh I was over reacting not it’s just one drink I can do it.

“Ryker.”

“What?”

He laughed. “My name. Ryker.”

I looked up at him and smiled “Kat”

We crossed a few more streets in a comfortable silence just taking in the city before he lead me into a restaurant. It was a cute and old pizza shop. We entered and were told to sit wherever.

“Hello. Welcome to Julia’s! I’m Liz I’ll be your server can I get you anything to drink?”

“Yes, I’ll have a Coors Light”

The waitress shifted her gaze to me. “Um ill have Bud Light please”

“Alright great I’ll be right back.”

Liz dropped off our drinks quickly after and Ryker quickly jumped into getting to know me.

Four beers and multiple slices of pizza later. Ryker was picking up the tab.

“You seriously don’t have to” I said as I pulled my wallet out. Ryker quickly stopped me.

“How about you give me your number instead” he said with a smirk.

We exchanged numbers and left Julia’s. Ryker demanded to walk me home since it was dark but I quickly assured him I would text him the second I got home instead.

“Goodnight Kat I had fun” he said while pulling me in for a hug.

“Thank you so much me too.” I said cheerfully. He kissed my cheek and released me out of his grip.

I walked to my building a little wobbly from all the beer and walked up to my apartment with a full smile filling my face. I opened my purse for my key. I grabbed ahold of it and held it up to the lock. I kept trying to concentrate on getting into the lock but my vision was so blurry I couldn’t see it clearly.

“Shit. Fuck.” I started hysterically laughing.

Before I knew it, I heard the door behind me unlock and open. I quickly spun around and lost my balance. Pat stood before me and rushed to me and steadied me from falling.

“What are you doing” he asked annoyed.

“Umm coming home but I can’t get the key in the lock.”

Yes, I was tipsy but not drunk so I was still upset with Pat. He sighed and pulled the key from my grasp. He twisted the key and pushed opened the apartment door.

“Thanks” I mumbled.

I snatched the key out of the door and walked in. I turned around as Pat opened his mouth to say something and I slammed the door closed and locked it. Hoping it would give him the memo. I set my purse and keys on the kitchen counter and grabbed a bottle of water. I slipped off my booties and grabbed my phone and walked into my bedroom. I slipped on some soft pj shorts and a loose tank top that kind of showed my dark red lace bralette. I took off my makeup and brushed my teeth. I crawled into bed and pulled out my phone.

Me: Thank you I had so much fun!! Thank you for tonight, I made it home. I hope to see you again:)

Before I got a response, darkness took ever me as I fell asleep.

Notes

I am so sorry for taking so long to update but expect some major drama coming up in the next few chapters!!