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I woke up the next morning feeling sore in all the wrong and right places, and for a while, I didn’t even move. I was scared to. The warmth pressed against my back felt too real to be a dream, and when I turned my head slightly, I saw Ryan’s arm draped over my waist, his hand resting on my stomach like I belonged there. My heart skipped. Oh my God… what did I do?
I froze completely, staring at his sleeping face. He looked peaceful, too peaceful for someone who had completely messed with my head and every sense of right and wrong last night. I was just about to move when I heard a knock on the door, soft but loud enough to make my blood turn cold.
“Ryan? Have you seen Anna? She isn’t in her room p>
It was Mom.
My heart almost stopped. Oh no. Oh my God. Not now.
I glanced at the clock. Morning… late morning. The sun was already bright. And I was naked in Ryan’s bed. Naked. I tried to pull his arm off me but his grip was tight, too tight, like even asleep he didn’t want to let go.
Another knock came. “Ryan?” Mom called again, her voice moving closer to the door.
My heart was pounding so loud it felt like the whole house could hear it. I whispered sharply, “Ryan! Ryan, wake up p>
He stirred a little, voice still deep and rough. “What’s going on p>
“Mom! She’s outside!” I whisper–shouted, panicking.
“Ryan, have you seen Anna?” Mom asked again.
And this idiot didn’t even hesitate. “She’s in here with me,” he said, like it was the most normal thing in the world.
My jaw dropped. “Ryan!” I whisper–yelled, eyes wide.
“Oh, that’s good then, ” Mom said from behind the door, sounding relieved. “I thought something bad happened. Come downstairs when you’re both done. Breakfast is ready p>
I wanted to die, I wanted the floor to open and swallow me whole. I turned to glare at Ryan, my face hot.
“Why would you say that?” I hissed.
He just stretched lazily, not even guilty. “Because it’s true p>
“Ryan!” I groaned, dragging the blanket higher. “You’re impossible p>
He laughed softly, that lazy, husky laugh that made my stomach twist in ways I didn’t want to admit. Then he stood up, and the sheet slipped so low on his hips that I had to look away before I lost my mind again.
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“Stop looking,” he teased, sounding amused.
“I wasn’t!” I snapped.
“Really?” he asked, smirking.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m going to my room. I need to shower p>
He stepped closer, his eyes still heavy with sleep. “No way. We’ll shower together p>
My eyes widened. “What? No! Absolutely not p>
He didn’t care. He picked me up like I weighed nothing.
“Ryan! Put me down!” I squealed, clutching the sheet tight against my body.
“Shh,” he whispered near my ear, his voice low enough to make me freeze.
My breath caught. “Ryan, please p>
But he didn’t listen. He pushed open the bathroom door, still holding me like I was his, and my heart was beating like crazy. He set me down, took the edge of the sheet, and said, “You won’t need that p>
Before I could even react, he pulled it away and stripped too.
“Oh my God, Ryan!” I gasped, turning around so fast I almost slipped.
He chuckled and stepped behind me, his breath hot on my neck. “You act like you didn’t see worse last night p>
“Stop talking,” I muttered, trying to cover myself again.
He turned on the shower, and warm water started pouring down. The whole bathroom filled with steam. I kept trying to hide myself, but his hands caught mine gently. “Don’t,” he said quietly. “You don’t have to hide from me. ”
My chest was rising and falling fast. My heart was going crazy. When he leaned in and his lips brushed the side of my neck, I actually stopped breathing. My whole body was on fire, and I didn’t even realize I was shaking until his hands steadied my hips. Then suddenly, his mouth was on my breast, his lips warm, his tongue teasing
and a broken sound escaped me before I could stop it.
“Ryan…” I breathed, half warning, half plea.
He kissed my shoulder next, slower this time, more deliberate. “I shouldn’t,” he murmured against my skin. I blinked, dazed. “Huh? What p>
He pulled back slightly. His eyes weren’t soft anymore, they were darker, focused, far away. “I have something to take care of today p>
That change in his voice made something twist in my stomach. It wasn’t playful anymore.
“What do you mean?” I asked quietly, suddenly uneasy.
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He didn’t answer right away. He just looked at me for a few seconds, his gaze softening for the briefest moment. before turning hard again. “Nothing you need to worry about,” he said, brushing his thumb across my cheek.” Just stay home today, okay p>
“Ryan p>
He kissed my forehead to shut me up, then stepped away, grabbing a towel. Water dripped from his hair down his chest, and I just stood there, completely confused.
My stomach twisted. I didn’t know what he was planning, but the look on his face when he said it… was deadly.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.