The mechanic at the repair shop was a con artist, quoting me a ridiculous price of five thousand dollars.
I knew he was trying to take advantage of me because I was an outsider, so I immediately turned on my heel and left. When I got back home, I saw Oliver and Amanda basking in the sun, happily sharing stories in the yard, and the dark cloud that had been hanging over me seemed to lift.
Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind me. "Looks like I missed storytime."
I turned around to find Ryan standing there.
Today, he wore a light blue shirt, slightly unbuttoned to reveal his alluring collarbone. The sleeves were casually rolled up, exposing his muscular forearms. His khaki pants accentuated his long legs. His short golden hair shimmered under the sunlight, making his deep blue eyes e
