Alex’s pov

“This cleaning up bullshit is on you Ryan since you made half the mess with your big mouth during games.” I snapped picking up cards from the dimly lit living room floor while the storm kept raging.

My body still buzzed from all the touches earlier and being alone with him made my cock stay half hard no matter how much I tried to ignore it.

Ryan threw a pillow at me hard, his eyes flashing. “Like fuck it is.

You and your dramatic ass started the sabotage. Always playing the victim loser.”

The argument exploded quickly as we moved to the kitchen to wipe counters.

He cornered...