A low, husky voice replied, "It's me." My heart skipped a beat, recognizing Ryan's signature tone. I giggled, excitement bubbling up.
Should I keep up the lazy facade or unleash my enthusiasm? I deliberated, time freezing as I weighed my options but Ryan's patience wore thin.
"I could come back if you're busy or something," he added, amusement dancing in his voice.
I swiftly swung open the door, my expression still lazily draped across my face – a perfect blend of nonchalance and subtle smile. No effort to hide it; Ryan would just have to deal.
Ryan stepped in, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for hidden cameras. He locked the door behind him, ensuring privacy.
"Your space looks...lived-in," he observed, raising an eyebrow. "Were you expecting company, or just embracin
