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The next morning, as I sipped my coffee at the kitchen island, the same island that Ryan brought me to one of the strongest orgasms I'd ever had, I realized I hadn't heard from Conor, or from Chrissy about Conor.
Before I could get up from the stool, Ryan entered the kitchen with a wicked grin, no doubt recalling the last time he'd seen me at the island—on the island.
"Don't start with the cockiness," I muttered, then blew on the steaming cup of coffee in front of me.
Ryan reached into the cabinet for a cup.
"Hey, I asked. "Have you heard from Conor this morning?"
"No, only Finn reminding me to get my ass to the gym by ten for training."
"Hmm, I haven't heard back from Chrissy yet either. I'm worried about Conor.You know how he gets when he's angry. I'm worried he's going to do something bad."
Ryan finished pouring his coffee and came around the island to sit beside me. As he lowered himself to the stool, he dropped a kiss on my head.
"Don't worry about Conor, he knows how to take care of himself. Chrissy went after him, so I'm sure she's watching him."
"How often do Conor and Chrissy hang out? Is there more there that I should know about?"
He sipped his coffee in thought, and finally answered, "I don't think there is anything going on between them. He's protective of her because she's your best friend and like family. Finn hired her to do a bunch of marketing for the gym, but that's about it." He rose and then planted a quick kiss on my lips. "Want some breakfast?"
"No, I'm good. I'm going to take a shower and reach out to Chrissy again."
After a nice hot shower, I was ready to start the day. I grabbed my phone and still saw nothing from Chrissy or Conor. I opened my last text to Chrissy and typed out a message.
Me: Hey, what are you doing?
Me: Do you know how Conor is?
The bubbles immediately popped up, showing that Chrissy was responding.
Chrissy: Conor is okay.
Chrissy: I left him late last night.
Chrissy: I'm not sure how he is doing this morning.
Me: Thanks, Chrissy.
Me: I will text Conor now.
Me: You busy today?
Me: Want to do lunch?
Chrissy: I can't today.
Chrissy: I've got a ton of work to do.
Chrissy: Maybe tomorrow.
Chrissy: I will reach out later.
I responded with a smiley face and then opened a message to Conor.
Me: Hey, how are you doing?
After a few minutes with no response, I looked up to find Ryan leaning against the door frame. "You look hot in our bed."
