Ryder's Chiseled Physique Ignites a Burning Passion

The warm sand beneath his feet was a stark contrast to the icy tone of his companion, Ryder. His piercing blue eyes seemed to bore into the soul of the young man standing before him, a look of defiance etched on his face.

"There ain't nothin' in this world that's worth being a snot over," Ryder growled, his deep voice sending a shiver down the spine of the young man. As they stood on the sun-kissed beach of the island of Bora Bora, the turquoise waters lapping at their feet, Ryder's gaze seemed to hold a challenge.

The young man, Kael, felt a spark of attraction ignite within him, his eyes drawn to the chiseled features of Ryder's face.

The sharp jawline, the piercing eyes, and the ruggedly handsome physique all combined to create a vision of masculinity that left Kael breathless. Without a word, Ryder reached out and grasped Kael's wrist, his calloused fingers wrapping around it like a vice.

He pulled Kael towards him, their bodies inches apart, the air thick with tension. Kael's heart pounded in his chest as Ryder's lips brushed against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "You're not a snot, Kael," Ryder whispered, his breath hot against Kael's skin. "You're a man, and men don't cry over nothing."