Stepdad Styles

Chapter 5

"What an interesting surprise. You're room service?" I couldn't hold the small sneaky smile from making it's way at my lips. Ryan stood before my now opened door, clad in jeans and a blue long sleeve shirt. Nothing special stuck out about him, maybe the tiny birthmark on his left cheek but that wasn't really noticeable.

"No.. Actually I came up here to see if you would like to have lunch with me." His cheeks reddened slightly as he moved his jet black hair from his left eye with a quick flinch.

"Oh.. I don't know.. Uhm.. You see.." I couldn't just drop everything and leave.

"Go ahead" Liam's voice butted into our conversation. "But first get dressed. I'll babysit for you, only just for an hour." Liam had emerged from the door that was opposite from mine, he walked dangerously close to Ryan and as he gave him the stink eye.

"Just for an hour." Liam reminded me.

"You're the best!" I squealed and hugged Liam.

"Get off meh demon!" He joked and tried to get out from my hold. I wouldn't let go though and I knew he could remove me but he chose not to. That's just how Liam was, the older brother who adored my unusual antics.

I finally let Liam go and that's when I noticed Ryan had been creepily watching me the entire time.

"So I'll be ready in 15?" I smiled at him.

"I'll be right here." He returned the smile and I skipped inside my suite once again.

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"Clam chowder please, no more than half potatoes and half soup. If you can't do half n half then forget the soup I'll have a salad. I request fresh cut lettuce, not the kind for the bag, oh and with rich ceasar dressing that is low fat. Then again if you don't have either than hold the salad and I'll stick to chips and salsa." I scanned over my menu once more.

"Will that be all?"

"That's my appetizer." I placed the menu down and looked up at the waitress. "Mild salsa only." I didn't blink as she stared me down. She finally took her glare off me and kindly glanced at Ryan.

"For you?"

"Just the cafés famous rolls and butter." He folded his hands behind his head and sat back in the booth. I wanted nothing more than to scold him for sitting like that in a public place. Just last night Harry never once sat like that or ignored me as I rambled on with my order. In fact he ordered for me, which was rare for anyone because honestly I'm quite picky.

"You sure know what you want." Ryan took a sip from his water.

"It's one of my many flaws." I mutter looking away from him and out the big glass window that separates us from the outside world.

"Tell me your others?"

My other flaws? Well I have a few, so let's begin with my favorite.

"I can't buy clothing unless it's on sale, I've tried, I honestly have a panic attack and faint." A laugh escapes my lips as I turn back in my seat to face Ryan. He's still seated across from me in the booth, his back arched at angle that it looks nearly so uncomfortable I might just say something.

"What if you want something that never goes on sale? How do you get it?"

"I ask Harry, the sucker buys me any-" I mentally smack myself as I just trapped myself into a place I didn't want to be in. I had told Ryan previously I barely knew Harry, that he was just friends of a friends friend and so on.