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“Jesus Christ, Wrenlee, open the God-damned door!”
“Ryan, I c-can’t do it anymore. Please, just l-let me go.”
I throw my shoulder into the door one, two, three more times until the wood begins to crack beneath my weight.
On the fourth attempt, it finally gives in.
“Fuck, Wren, what did you do?” My voice cracks when her small frame comes into view.
Her face is puffy and stained with streaks of eye makeup and tears.
“I’m sorry,” she sobs into my chest when I pull her into my arms. “I’m s-so sorry, Ryan.”
Magnolia Springs has to be the answer. It has to be.
Chapter Thirty-One
Juliet
Despite what had happened behind closed doors twice now, Ryan surprisingly remained completely professional when we were in the presence of anyone else. This meant more to me than he could ever understand.
During the PR photo shoot, the trip back to the hotel, and even during sound check, he never once let on to what happened between us or behaved any differently towards me.
The show went off without a hitch, and the crowd went wild for the new song.
But when I’d told the guys I wasn’t sticking around for the backstage festivities this time, Ryan’s green eyes had darkened with a hint of wicked lust. I knew it was his way of telling me he’d be following shortly behind me.
When I shut the hotel door behind me it was as if the room was electrically charged. The tension building while I waited for him was already enough to get me wet.
Five minutes passed, and no Ryan.
I tried not to be disappointed.
Obviously, he would have to hang around long enough for it not to look suspicious. If he left immediately after me, people might talk.
Ten minutes. The ticking of the clock in the room is driving me nuts.
Twenty minutes.
Tick, tick, tick.
The throbbing ache in between my legs was excruciating, and the constant ticking woven in only worsens the anticipation.
Forty minutes.
What the hell am I doing?
I shouldn’t be waiting around in this room for a man. Especially a man who was so far beyond off-limits it wasn’t even funny.
I walked over to my suitcase and picked out an oversized T-shirt. I stripped down to my underwear, pulled the shirt over my head, and gathered my hair into a bun.
I should go to sleep.
Staying up to tempt fate with Ryan Knox was only going to end badly for both of us. Probably me more so than him.
I switched off all the lights and crawled into the plush bedding. There was something about hotel rooms. Coming in, turning the AC down as low as it will go, and just snuggling into the perfectly white sheets.
I force my eyes closed and refuse to allow myself to glance at the clock. He’d clearly become preoccupied, or maybe he just found a better option. Either way, I wasn’t going to focus on it for another second.
