TWENTY-FIVE
After I goaded him into kissing me we walked back downstairs. He was unruffled and I was the ever so obedient hostage. "What took so long Ryan?" "She wouldn't stop crying." He jerks his thumb towards me and starts to sit down. Before he sits down completely he grabs my wrist pulling me onto his lap. "So? Ya'll didn't do anything? Cause this seems a little much Ryan?" "I don't feel like showering and changing again. I also don't feel like waiting on her to do so either. This way no alcohol is spilt on us and she doesn't cry for falling on me. If you question my actions again I will have to ask you to leave." "Okay." His cousin throws his hands in the air indicating he was backing off. "Do you want something to drink?" "No. I've had enough and she doesn't drink unless I do or I fix it
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