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“He warned me not to hurt you”
He raises a brow “That’s ridiculous You wouldn’t—”
“I know But I did”
He nods “Yeah But it wasn’t you It’s me”
No It was s?
He grabs his slacks-currently hanging over a chair—and steps into them
“Do we have to get dressed?”
“Fuck no”
“We could—” My storowl
Ryan laughs “We will After”
“But work-”
“After that”
I pout
His chuckle fills the room “Get ready We’ll eat I’ll make you come later”
“You promise?”