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“Do you include yourself in that package?” he purrs, and I can identify a flirty tone adorning his words.
“Hey, Lu is off-limits,” I intervene before I accidentally end up putting together two people that would be catastrophic together. “Remember when I was going to show youthatphoto yesterday? This is the photo, but the 3D version.”
Luanna tilts her head and arches a brow, missing the subtle message. Realization seems to hit her because she opens her mouth before she whistles under her breath.
“I get it now.”
“Get what?” Ryder asks with a confused furrow. “Which photo are you talking about? Because if it’s mine, you could’ve texted me. I have a few that I haven’t posted on Instagram because they would be taken down for explicit content—”
“Ryder, for fuck’s sake,” I cut him off before he starts spilling details that I don’t want to know.
The guy is hot as hell, I won’t deny that, but he’s my boyfriend’s best friend. That’s information that I’m not supposed to know, nor I want to. Especially when he has been flirting with my best friend.
“You can send them to me later.” Luanna winks at him.
“No, no. This isn’t happening,” I mutter bitterly.
They both break into laughter.
“Please, Bree. As if I would try to get into his pants. This boy has “Ash” written all over him,” she observes, shrugging.
Ryder’s smile fades as his face darkens with the mention of Ash.
“Right… Ash,” he mentions without any wryly.
“What’s going on there?”
Ryder pronounces a groan as he takes out the keys of his car. He entertains himself, flicking the key, tracing the curvy figure, and distracting himself from the conversation. I notice that this isn’t his usual behavior. He’s always talking and expressing his feelings, or at least that’s what he pretends. However, now he’s quiet and holding back a cloud of anger that flashes on his eyes. His icy-blue eyes become colder.
“Nothing.”
And I’m blonde, I think sarcastically.
“Let’s pretend that I believe you. Why would you send her a draw thatyoumade? Why even draw her in the first place?”
Ryder glares at me, sending me death threats. I don’t hold back, staring at him, crossing my arms. I’m waiting for his answer.
“Bree,” he says in a warning tone.
“Ryder,” I imitate his tone. “You like her,” I state when he sighs.
He rolls his eyes with exasperation.
“Everyone likes Ash.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it,” I press the subject, and he clenches his jaw.
“I don’t like her that way,” he begins to say. “I’m an artist… and she’s beautiful. Do you understand what I mean?”
It takes me a full minute to understand what he’s trying to say. His problem comes because Ash isn’t just a girl that he’s into.
Ash is a muse.
Ryder stopsthe car when we arrive at my building but doesn’t try to take his seatbelt off. He simply pulls over on the side of the road and looks through the rearview mirror, glancing at Luanna in the backseat.
“Lu, can you give me a minute with Bree?” Ryder pleads.
Luanna nods and gets out of the car, walking to the lobby of the building. She stays there, observing the car. I gaze at Ryder, completely caught off guard by this.
