#Chapter94

Mr. and Mrs. Jones

I stirred a little with myself, feeling something poking me in my leg. Waking up, startled, I looked down to see Ryan snoozing on his back on the couch. I looked down and noticed what was poking me and jumped up, hitting him. He sat up, half asleep, trying to wake up, and I stood there with my face feeling like it was on fire.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and shot me a slight grin. He grabbed my hand, pulling me onto his lap. He mumbled, “Morning.”

I got lost in his eyes and smiled back, whispering, “Morning.” Then reality set in....