RYAN POV
If guilt had a smell, I swear it’d smell like me and my brothers. We were still knocking on Kylie’s door, begging for her to open up. Ross and Ricard were throwing me dirty looks the entire time.
“You caused this,” Ross said, unable to hold it in anymore. “Why didn’t you tell us you were f*****g our mates behind our back? We just attacked her for no good reason, and that could have been avoided if you just said something!”
I sighed, but before I could defend myself, Ricard jumped in.
“Maybe he was thinking we would be jealous,” he said, eyeing me. “But then deliberating letting us make the worst assumption was weird, Ryan.”
I sighed in defeat. “Guys, you think I don’t already know that? I feel like s**t right now. How about we skip this and just focus on bribing her, huh?”
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