Ryan's P. O. V

“Lower”, I said, adjusting my neck slightly.

Ashford's hands found the spot, and he started working slowly and carefully like I asked.

My shoulders relaxed, and I leaned back into my chair, just… Letting myself enjoy it.

“You're good at this”, I said, tracing lazy circles on the armrest.

“Of course”, Ashford giggled. “As long as my brother is happy, I'm willing to learn and become an expert at it".

I smiled and nodded, letting my eyelids drop.

“You know what brother”, he continued. “I never doubted you for a second because I knew that even if the whole world turned their backs on Samantha, you...