Ryan's POV
"Who is that?" I asked.
"Ree, man. You good?"
I looked toward Layla.
Her eyes were widened, and she was staring at me like I had just broken one of the rules written on our apartment wall.
"Who is that?" she whispered.
"Lawrence," whispered back.
"Ree," he called again, turning the doorknob.
Layla immediately crossed her arms.
"The rule was that you inform me before bringing anyone over. And vice versa."
I lowered my voice.
"I know. But I didn't know they were coming."
She gave me a look.
"Seriously?"
"Yes, seriously."
I glanced toward the door.
"Besides, the rule was mostly for opposite genders. My fangirls specifically. These are my friends."
She didn't look convinced.
"I would be inside my room," she said, already walking down the hallway. "I'm starving, so
