Illicit Affairs

Chapter 22

Ryan's POV

Surprisingly, my head felt fine this morning. As I sat up and looked around, wiping the sleep from my eyes, I saw that the spot in the bed next to me was empty. Was Mia downstairs or did she leave? A part of me kind of hoped she did leave because I didn't have the guts to face her this morning.

What the hell is wrong with me? Mia is beautiful and smart. She's sassy, funny and I've seen the sweet side to her. I'm crazy about her, but her manipulations just didn't sit right with me. I'm no saint by any means but I've always prided myself on honesty and being a decent human. Am I overreacting to the whole situation?

Regardless, I can't help but feel like last night was a mistake. I had no intention of having sex with her while trying to sort out whether or not our relationship stood a chance. I wanted to set some boundaries so I told her that a second chance would be starting over. Taking things slow. Maybe I didn't actually take sex off the table, but I thought I implied it. Not that it's her fault. She was just waking me up like planned and in my half asleep state, I promptly forgot about those boundaries. Her voice sounded so sweet when she urged me to wake up. Her skin was so soft and warm, she smelled amazing as her hair tickled my face when she leaned over me...I couldn't help but to give in to my urges. The woman is like a damn drug and I'm an addict needing my fix.

Luckily nothing of the sort happened later when she woke me up a second time, but somewhere between those two times I dreamed she professed her love to me. I'm certain it had to have been a dream because I'm still not even sure she even knows what love is. .

I hopped into the shower with my thoughts filled with Mia and not the least bit sure of what I wanted to do...that is if she was even still here.

I finished my shower and was in the process of getting dressed when my phone rang. It was Chase calling. I'm almost certain of why he's calling me based on our last conversation of him trying to convince me to give Mia another chance.

"Hey man, just checking in. How's your head doing." He asked.

"I actually feel okay." I replied, still a bit surprised myself.

"Glad to hear it. Have you talked to Mia." He then asked. And here we go. When did he suddenly become a matchmaker/peacemaker anyway?

"Yeah. She was here last night. I just got up and haven't been downstairs yet so I'm not sure if she's still here or not." I replied.

"Okay. So are you two back together?" He asked.

Yeah. I guess. I agreed to give her another chance." I replied hesitantly, not wanting to go into much detail.

"Good. I hope everything works out with y'all. You too are good for each other. Anyway, I called her a couple of times but she didn't answer. I'll just catch her later." He said.

It was then that I noticed her phone sitting on the nightstand plugged into the charger.

"She left her phone up here. She might be downstairs doing some work. She said she wasn't going into the office. I'll tell her to give you a call." I said.

"Yeah. I wanted to give her a heads up that William is bitching and going off because she revised Alex's contract to allow him to race outside of NASCAR but not his." Chase said, sounding rather bored when talking about William.

I was about to laugh it off until it dawned on me that Mia had messed with William's contract too. I thought it was just Alex's, but now I'm wondering just how personal that was too.

"Yeah. I'll tell her. Let me run so I can see if she's still downstairs." I replied, ready to wrap this up.

"Yeah. Take care bro." Chase said before disconnecting the line.