and if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have had a little flirt with the cutie upstairs and ended up with the conundrum of yet another hard-on.
‘Gotta get laid,’ he murmured to himself for the umpteenth time, and closed his eyes as he wiped the sweat out of his eyes.
Or get a fucking rubber woman before you break your wrist, Wolfman.
That whole ‘bad girl’ thing just slipped out, and as soon as it did he’d wanted to get his nail gun, aim it up his nostril and hope he hit the part of his brain that made him talk to young women he barely knew like they were filming a porno.
What the fuck did she mean by that?
Either she was just going along with it to shut him up, or he was actually having a moment with the adorable blonde-turned-brunette upstairs. If it was the latter, he didn’t know how he felt about it. Erection aside, he wasn’t quite sure he wanted to start up a…thing.
The last thing he got himself into could have ruined his friendship with Evie, and Ryan still had no idea how close he had been to getting a punch in the face at the end. He swore then and there that he wouldn’t fuck around with his tenants ever again.
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