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DrinkWithMe:It shows.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:I’m just going to act like your compliments don’t faze me at all, even though I’m screaming inside.
DrinkWithMe:Why do I feel like more of the masculine one in this non-relationship?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Non-relationship? Is that what we’re calling this?
DrinkWithMe:I think it has a nice ring to it. We’re not friends, really . . . because frankly, if something were to ever occur between you and me, I don’t want to be a friends-to-lovers cliché. And we’re clearly not in a relationship, so . . . non-relationship it is.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:What’s wrong with friends to lovers? Some of the best love affairs start as friends.
DrinkWithMe:Name one.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Uh, I don’t know . . . The Hangover.
DrinkWithMe:LOL! What? How is that friends to lovers?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:At first, they didn’t like Alan, but after quite the adventure, they loved him. See, friends to lovers.
DrinkWithMe:You need help.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Possibly.
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DrinkWithMe:Is this how you’re going to win me over? Gifts?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:No, I’m going to win you over with my tongue, but we aren’t quite there yet. Gifts are just a way to show you I’m thinking of you while I’m lying . . . all alone . . . in my hotel room. Do you like them?
DrinkWithMe:Probably the most decadent chocolate I’ve ever had in my mouth.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Vosges Chocolate is my favorite. Wasn’t sure if you’ve had any since you’ve been in Chicago, but thought I’d give you a glimpse of what the city offers.
DrinkWithMe:The hazelnut almost made me orgasm.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Got you throbbing, did I?
DrinkWithMe:You did, which makes me realize that maybe I don’t need a man at all. Maybe I just need Vosges.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Now, now, now, that was not the intention here.
DrinkWithMe:Yup, just me and my chocolates, that’s all I need in life. Excuse me, I’m going to go climax now.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Well, that didn’t go as planned.
ChapterNine
MYLA
Present day . . .
“What is that heavenly smell?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen, fresh from a dip in the pool.
Update on the living conditions, in case you were wondering: tense.
That’s the perfect word. It’s been the word of the week, actually.
Just . . . tense.
