Ryan's POV
I moved into the apartment next to Serena's today. The idea of being this close to her again made my heart race in a way I hadn't felt in months.
My assistant Simon had everything arranged perfectly in just one afternoon—furniture delivered, kitchen stocked, even the damn throw pillows color-coordinated.
Not that I cared about any of that. The only thing that mattered was being near her again.
When I heard footsteps in the hallway, I deliberately left my door open. Serena appeared moments later, her eyes widening when she spotted me.
God, even in casual clothes she looked breathtaking. The afternoon light caught in her brown hair, highlighting those golden strands I used to run my fingers through.
"What are you doing here?" Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Pl
