Zyron's Pov
That.
That tune.
That Song.
I remember that melody-there were the words.
But why...why did she decide to sing that song tonight of all nights?
"Babe."
A gentle voice brought me back from my descending spiral of thoughts.
"Babe!"
I glanced at Savannah, who looked at me with slight displeasure, blinking.
"Why?" I said, not understanding.
She fished. "Ryker and I have been staring at you for the past few minutes but you weren't interacting. You were just... gazing into infinity. What do you think about?"
"Nothing," I answered, quickly shaking my head.
"Really, babe?"
"Savannah, you should know its Zyron this way," Ryker stepped in with a bit of a grin, drinking his champagne. "He won't ever tell you what's on his mind."
"Alright," Savannah grumbled, turning her look away.
I sighed and took her hand, doing a light hug. "Honey, promise me that you won't."
"Me? Mad? That's the last thing I'd ask you," she said with a slight smile.
