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CHAPTER 66
RYAN’S POV
The doorbell just wouldn’t stop ringing.
It rang once… twice… three times… and then it just kept going, like someone was jamming the button with full force, not giving a shit that it was early as hell and normal people were still in bed. I groaned into the pillow, refusing to open my eyes. Anna was still passed out, breathing softly against my chest, and my cock was still inside her, rock hard and pulsing. She was so warm, soft, and peaceful, her body curled perfectly against mine like she was made to fit there. I didn’t want to pull out…
But I had to.
The moment my cock slipped out, she stirred and let out this low, sleepy whimper like she could feel the loss instantly.
“Put it back in,” she mumbled, dragging her fingers down my stomach and trying to grab my cock like she could just shove it back in without thinking.
I chuckled, leaning down to kiss her. “I swear I’d love to, baby… but someone’s at the door. And if it’s Mom or Dad, I’d rather not answer the door balls–deep inside you.”
She made a face, checked the time on her phone, and groaned again. “It’s just 8 a.m. I don’t even have class till 1. Who the hell shows up this early?”
“That’s what I’m about to find out,” I said, grabbing my robe, wrapping it lazily around myself, and heading out of the room while pressing one last kiss to her cheek. “Don’t move. Stay right there. I’ll be right back.”
“Mmm,” she muttered, already sinking back into the sheets.
I was halfway down the stairs when the yelling started. I paused, narrowed my eyes, and opened the door to see the last two people I expected standing there. Chris… and Anna’s friend.
“Anna is my friend and I’m here to take her out of here!” She snapped, arms crossed like she was seconds away from punching someone.
“And I’m here to see mine too!” Chris barked right back.
“Your so–called friend is nothing but a narcissist and a fucking casanova,” she snapped.
“Don’t talk about my friend like that! I won’t ever accept it!” Chris shot back.
“I will do as I please. It’s my mouth, isn’t it?!” she shouted, flipping her braids.
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“You’re so damn annoying!”
“And you’re the human version of a walking red flag!”
“THAT’S ENOUGH!” I yelled, stepping in before they broke my front door.
That got them to shut up.
Chris stood with his arms out like he was defending himself from a personal attack, and the girl had her eyes rolled so hard I thought they’d get stuck.
“Chris… and you… uh… Sasha?” I asked, raising a brow.
“Yes, that’s me,” Sasha said confidently, flipping her hair and glaring at Chris again like she hadn’t just
been told to calm the hell down.
“What are you both doing here?” I asked, already knowing this was going to be a long morning.
“I came to see my friend,” Sasha said first.
“And I came to see you. My friend,” Chris added, patting my chest with a grin.
I didn’t even have time to reply before I heard soft footsteps behind me, and Anna came into view,
wearing nothing but my robe.
She stopped in her tracks.
“Sasha?”
“Anna!”
Sasha pushed past Chris so hard he nearly fell backward, and she ran inside, practically tackling Anna
in a hug.
“Oh my God, are you okay? You didn’t reply to my text. Are you being fed? Did he make you cry? You look thinner. I’m serious. Is he keeping you hostage? I will call the police-”
“Sasha, calm down,” Anna laughed, her face lighting up despite how chaotic the moment was. “What are you even doing here this early?”
Sasha didn’t answer. She just grabbed Anna’s hand and started dragging her up the stairs like she had a scheduled interrogation.
Meanwhile, Chris was frozen. Just standing there. Staring at Sasha as if she’d just hijacked his entire
brain.
“Bro,” I said, clapping him on the shoulder. “Welcome to my humble abode. Feel free to come in before you catch a cold or lose the last two brain cells you have left.”
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Chris stumbled in and dropped onto the nearest chair like the morning had already defeated him.
His eyes didn’t leave Sasha.
I waved a hand in front of him. “Yo. Earth to Chris.”
Nothing.
I snapped my fingers. “Chris.”
He blinked and looked at me slowly. “I’m not even gonna lie,” he said, voice weirdly serious. “That girl is so fucking beautiful.”
“Mmhmm,” I replied. “And she just called you a red flag to your face.”
“Yeah,” he nodded. “With her full chest.”
“So?” I asked, already laughing.
“She’s just…” he shook his head. “Too fucking sharp with that mouth. It’s wild. I swear, I wanna fuck it shut.”
“Jesus Christ,” I groaned. “Leave her alone, man. That’s Anna’s friend. Which means she’s automatically off limits. And knowing you? You’ll ruin her life by Tuesday.”
“I’m not saying I’ll do anything,” Chris muttered, eyes drifting back to the staircase. “I’m just saying… I’ve never wanted to argue and fuck someone in the same breath this bad before.”
“Control yourself.”
“She started it.”
“I don’t care who started it. I’m ending it. Don’t touch her.”
Chris didn’t say a word after that.
But he didn’t need to.
His eyes said everything.
