Chapter 159

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"Just because I'm not going to school doesn't mean you don't have to go," He's refusing to attend school all because I am not going; I don't need him to stay here and babysit me.

"I'm not going," he shouts over top of the water rushing from the showerhead.

"But you have to, if you don't go, then who is going to get my work?" I don't want to get any further behind than I already am.

The shower knobs squeak as he turns them off; I step back from the bathroom door, just in time, he comes out in nothing but a towel. I keep my eyes on him and not his chest, his abs, his sculpted V line leading to his...

"I'm staying!"

"What?" I pull away from my thoughts. What were we talking about? Oh right. "Ryder-"

"I'm not talking about this anymore," He walks past me and over to his dresser.

God, he smells so good! You think after seeing him naked, I wouldn't quiver at him in a towel, but my insides do backflips at the perfect picture in front of me. I can't believe I saw him naked; I can't believe he saw me naked. What the hell was I thinking jumping into that shower?

My insecurities didn't even take over and stop me. Something just took over me, and I quickly undressed in the middle of his room and then walked into the shower. I didn't care if he saw me naked; I didn't care to see him naked; all I knew was I needed him.

I'm grateful for him. If he was anyone else, I have no doubt in my mind they would have slept with me. I told him to have sex with me, I told him I wanted to do it, he had permission, and yet he didn't. He respects me enough; he knows me well enough to know I wasn't in the right state of mind yesterday and that I wasn't thinking clearly.

He closes his drawer after finding some clothes and then walks back into the bathroom; he also knows I was about to say more about him staying home, so he closes the door in my face.

"You can't stay in there forever," I say and turn around.

Evelyn walks into the room, her eyes light up, seeing me. "Jayda, hello,"

"Hi,"

She looks me up and down, and then a simple smirk comes across her face, I look down also and then soon realize I am wearing his clothes, and she knows it, oh my god. I hope she doesn't think something happened, like I slept with him or something, though I almost did.

She clears her thought and says, "Well, since you are here would you like to join us for breakfast? Thursdays are the only days I am home and not in New York in the mornings,"

"Uhm... Sure I would-"

The bathroom door swings open, "No, no, she's fine," Ryder answers for me.

"Darling, I was asking Jayda, not you," Evelyn looks back at me.

And just to piss Ryder off, I say. "I would love to,"

"Great," she smiles. "I will go tell Denita," their maid. "To set an extra plate,"

When she walks out of the room, Ryder looks down at me and says, "You like fucking with me, don't you?"

"I do,"

...

There are five placements: me, Ryder, Evelyn, his dad. I do hope the fifth plate isn't for his brother. Evelyn sits at the left end of the table and says, "Your father should be down in a minute," to Ryder. I guess they're the type of family who doesn't eat until everyone's here. Couldn't be me. Ryder takes a seat beside me.

My phone rings in my lap. It's my mother. Now she decides to call. She's probably just now checking my room and noticing that I am not there. When it hangs up, another call comes. It's Caleb.

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