Chapter 24

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Later that night, in bed, Ryan pressed himself against me and I did something I hadn’t done since our first fateful night together. I pushed him away. It pained me to do it, but I was still angry over the fawning I’d witnessed earlier between him, Clay, and Patrick.

He turned on the table lamp. “What is wrongwith you?”

“I told you, I’m tired.”

“You’ve never been too tired for sex before.”

“Yeah, well, there’s a first time for everything.”

“Are you mad at me?”

I didn’t respond.

“What did I do? I was nice to your friends.”

“Yeah,” I muttered, “a little toonice.”

Ryan let out a dry laugh. “Are you seriously angry because I liked your friends and they liked me?”

This time I did respond. “I’m not angry. I’m just…annoyed.”

“Why?”

I sighed. “Because I don’t want to share my friends with you and I don’t want to share you with my friends.”

“Then why’d you invite me to dinner tonight?”

“I believe you invited yourself.”