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“Thanks, babe. I really do owe you one.”
On my ride home that morning, I kept thinking about Vanessa’s hint that Ryann had the next two days off. I think I may just need to take advantage of that situation.
After a few hours of sleep, I woke up with my mind still racing. I had a nice time with Ryann the night before. It just sucked that I literally had no idea how to move forward. When it came down to it, she was a stripper. Since Jordyn, I’ve been adamant about not dating strippers. But I should know by now I can’t judge every dancer by my ex-slut's standards. Both Damon and Ryann mentioned that this was her summer job. So what was her regular job? Was she leaving Las Vegas after the summer, or just The Cave?
I wasn't going to find out anything unless I made that move. I didn’t have to date her or have sex with her. Vanessa and I were friends, so why couldn’t I be friends with Ryann? Right? Who was I trying to kid? I wanted to be much more than her friend.
Me: Good afternoon butterfly. Hope you got a good morning’s sleep.
Ryann: Nathan?
Me: Is there someone else who calls you butterfly?
Ryann: Nope just you nuts. I did sleep well. I was bummed to come out and find you already gone.
Me: Couldn’t sleep. Roxy snores. Lol. Do you have any plans tomorrow?
Ryann: Only my usual day off errands. Are you sure you want to be seen around Vegas with a MILF?
Me: Oh that one hurt. Of course I do. Remember what MILF stands for! ?
The texting went quiet for a few minutes. In my effort to make up for being a jackass the other night, I most likely just upset her again. I really did need to work on not doing that.
Ryann: Maybe this is a bit presumptuous, but would you like to come over for dinner tonight? I am tired of eating alone and I figured we could finish our conversation from this morning.
Me: I feel the same way. What time would you like me to come over?
Ryann: Maybe around 7. Bring your swim trunks!
Me: Sounds good. See you tonight.
Well, I definitely wasn’t expecting that. I knew I wanted to get to know her better, but I had definite hesitations. I had to remind myself that Ryann was not Jordyn. Choosing not to explore the apparent connection we had between us due to being burned by some other girl in the same profession would just be stupid on my part. That would be like someone not liking me because some other person beat them in cards. Ryann was beautiful, and there was something special about her. I owed it to both of us to see where things might go.
Not wanting to seem too eager, I waited until quarter after seven to arrive at Ryann’s house. When I pulled up in front of her condo, I actually got a nervous feeling in my stomach, like I was in fucking high school or something. I grabbed the bouquet of sunflowers and the bottle of wine, and made my way to her door. As soon as I knocked, Roxy began barking like crazy. Ryann answered the door in a barbeque apron that said “Kiss the Cook”. She had no idea how damn bad I wanted to do that. But right now, we were starting with this “friend” thing.
“Hey, nuts!” she greeted me with a happy smile, wrapping me in a surprisingly big hug.
“Hi, butterfly. I’m gonna have to kill Damon!” I said as I walked in.
“Why?”
“For telling you about my college nickname,” I answered.
“Damon didn’t tell me anything,” she replied while walking to the back yard to tend to the barbeque. “Your Instagram name is @IGottheNuts21. And then you just followed me but never messaged me or liked anything so I just figured you were nuts," she joked.
I came up from behind her while she was turning the steaks, and put my arms around her waist. “You better be careful, I might just be nuts.” I gave her a soft kiss on the back of her neck. The moan she let out was so sweet, it left me with the desire to kiss that spot over and over again.
“How do you like your steak?” she asked.
“Medium please. First pancakes and now steak, my two favorite things. A woman after my damn stomach,” I laughed.
“Well, technically you made me pancakes so we’re going to have to see how you like mine,” she replied with a sly grin.
