Take me, Ryan

R18

"Of course, I'm happy." Ryan replied sincerely, setting the glass down.

"Especially when I'm feeling this low. Your presence comforts me more than you know."

"| want to make it up to you, Ryan,"

Maureen murmured, her hands trailing from his waist to his chest.

For reasons she couldn't explain, she felt they needed to rekindle their relationship that night.

Ryan closed his eyes briefly, letting her touch linger before catching her hands.

"What debt?" he asked, his voice calm but wary, pretending not to understand her meaning.

Maureen hesitated, struggling to find the words. She opened her mouth but closed it again, resorting instead to caressing his chest.

"Let's do it tonight," she said decisively. "I

stayed because of this."

Ryan's eyes softened, but his tone