Sinner

Chapter 23

My face feels warm as I wake up the next day. I crack my eyes open only to get blinded by the sun shining through my window. I groan.

"Good morning, Sunshine" I hear from behind me.

I turn over to see Ryan laying on his side facing me. He's smiling lazily as he watches me take him in. His bare and built torso disappears under the covers by his hip bones.

"So last night..." Ryan starts.

"Was how it should be" I finish.

"Good. You deserve so much more" he says.

"You're more than I deserve" I say and kiss his rough cheek.

"Of course I'm not" he says but smiles anyway.

"Maybe you're right. You need a shave" I say with a laugh.

"Do I?" Ryan asks pretending to be hurt.

"Well actually I think a really short beard would suit you nicely. But not a mustache" I conclude.

Ryan sighs. "Mustaches usually don't look good on Asians. But I have this friend who has a wicked handlebar mustache that you gotta see!" he exclaims.

He picks up his iPhone off of the bedside table and does some scrolling. Finally he shows me a picture of him and a guy with a really cool mustache.

"I want to touch it" I say.

Ryan laughs. "Everyone does. He hates it though" he comments.

Just then Ryan's phone rings. Ryan puts it up to his ear.

"Hey Traci" he casually says.

"Ashley and you are getting fitted for the ball in half an hour. Get your asses down in Ken's studio by then. You fly out to Miami tonight. I'll drive you guys to the airport at ten" I can hear Traci's voice command through phone.

"Good morning to you too" Ryan says.

"See you. Ten sharp" Traci says and hangs up.

"Is Ken good at what he does?" I ask.

"How do you know him?" Ryan replies with a question.

"I hacked into your database while working for the S.I.N.S. I know everyone who works here" I explain.

"Wow okay, we should probably work on our security when we get back. But yeah, Ken's known for finding the perfect outfits for stuff like this" Ryan says.

"Alright. I guess we should go in our birthday suits anyway since he will be dressing us up" I joke.

"I'll follow you" Ryan challenges.

It's weird. Last night while having sex my irrational insecure thoughts about my body faded away, but they're hitting me full on.

"But you're the sight to look at" I whine.

"You're stunning Ashley. But seriously now, we should probably throw on some clothes" Ryan says.

"Okay" I say and tell myself that it's just a body. And Ryan thinks I look good.

"Get us some of those ugly pajamas. I want to dress comfortable while I can" Ryan says as I get up.

I laugh and awkwardly walk to the dresser, aware of Ryan eyeing my bare body.

"Take a picture it'll last longer" I say.

Ryan grabs his phone but I shout "Joking!"

"I thought you don't say things you don't mean" he remarks.

"We really like mimicking each other, don't we?" I ask.

"Yep" Ryan says with a laugh.

I chuck a pair of pajama bottoms at Ryan's head and they actually land and cover his eyes. I take the moment to my advantage to quickly slip on a bra and over sized shirt.

When I turn around Ryan's already done with his pants so I toss him a shirt and put on identical pajama bottoms. By the time we're done we are matching.

"Hopefully Ken will adore our matching outfits" I say.

"Adore? More like burn" Ryan says and then we finish getting ready.