Is it love? Ryan Carter - His side of the story!

Chapter 10 - frustations

Author note: hey guys! As I promised you here is the second chapter for this week. It's going to be way shorter than the other one, but far more kinky... the last one I tried to be true to the game. This one I allowed my imagination gets the better. What happened with Carter before MC leaves the restaurant...

Have fun!
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Once Rory is gone I head back to my sister. I missed her a lot this past few weeks. She's my only family, the only person I can count though, it really bugs me that my plan didn't work out. I really don't like when I don't control things.
"Why you're grumpy Ry?" - Jenny took me off of my thoughts.
"I'm not grumpy. I'm just thinking." - I said to her.
"If you say so. I'm not going to argue with you. Its useless." - she answered me sighing.
Before I could answer her I felt my phone vibrating on my pocket. I reached to it to read a message from Lorelai.

Lorelai: "pajamas why?"

Why the hell she took three hours to answer me. She's fucking kidding me or what?

GeorgeS: "took you three hour to change in your pajamas to answer me? I'm not really patience."
Lorelai: "which means???"
GeorgeS:"that you should answer me as soon as you receive my message."
Lorelai: "I did answered you as soon as I read your message. And quite frequently, you can't demand that from me. If you're going to act like an asshole I highly suggest that we talk tomorrow."

"Ryan are seriously going to be in your phone while with me?"- Jenny asked me pissed.
"Sorry Jenny, something came up."
"Something or someone?" - she asked annoyed.
I gave her a hard look, that one which says 'don't defy me little sister!'. Her checks got bright red, she rolled her eyes and said - "Sorry Ry! It's that you always date bimbos that is running after your money."

"If that's the case is my problem not your. And for your record it's not about bimbos." - I hate to lie to my sister, but's non of her business. - "I had a really busy, hard day today. So don't. By the way, what were you doing here? You didn't come here to see me, that's for sure."

She blushed and said. "I'm meeting some friends. I arrived early. When I saw you I thought it would be perfect to wait then with my big brother. And they actually just arrived. So Thanks for the drinks."

"So you tried to lectured me because I was on the phone and you actually was just using me?" - I didn't know if I was pissed with her or amused about her audacity.

She smiled at me, giving me a kiss on the checks and headed to her friends leaving me alone with my frustration.

Little brat.

Before leaving I reached back my phone. There wasn't more messages from Lorelai. Before answering her previous message I called Jake. "Sir." - he answered.
"Are you already back here?"
"Yes sir."
"Five more minutes and I'm leaving" - I said hanging up.
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I paid the check and leave the restaurant nodding to Karl.
Once in the back seat of my limo I answered Lorelai.

GeorgeS: "Sorry I had shitty day. I was frustrated in need for some distraction."
Lorelai: "ok!"
Curiosity got the better of me so I asked her.
GeorgeS: "why you toke so long to answer me?"
Lorelai:" because of my stupid boss!"
I laughed out loud with her response.
GeorgeS: "now he's stupid? I thought you admire him." - I tease her.
Lorelai: "can we change subject. I don't want to talk about him right now."
GeorgeS: "sure, I'm more then willing to have fun with you. Which reminds me to ask you your phone number again."
Lorelai: " are you deaf or what? I've told you more than once..."
GeorgeS: " to be deaf I actually had to listened to you saying no. That never happened."
Lorelai: "playing with words are not going to lead you anywhere."
GeorgeS: "so take off your goddam pajamas. I want you fully naked for me. Then you're going to tell me how you look."
Lorelai: "wait... I thought we would talk about you hard day."
GeorgeS: "we will... I'll show you how hard it was."
"Mister Carter? We're here!" - I looked up from my phone. I found Jakes eyes in the review mirror. He looked quite troubled.