“Stop this?” I say softly. Case realizes who I’m talking to and his expression flashes with disapproval. But he had his chance to put an end to this. He said no. Ryder looks at me for a moment. Then he lets out a breath and takes a step forward. Completely unfazed when a fist flies past his cheekbone. “Enough.” One word. Deep. Commanding. It succeeds in stopping Rand cold. Ryder shoves his teammate’s chest. “Get your shit together, Hawley.”
