Jenalyn: From the Inside (#3) [Complete]

Chapter 58: Hayden

Thursday, 3:42 P.M. EST

“You never told me what it was, by the way,” Ryan says as he leans against my doorframe with the door propped open by his foot. He glances down the hall in both directions before turning back to me.

I don’t know what he’s talking about though. My plans for Ren? I already told him that was to be disclosed at a later time…

“What do you mean?” I ask.

Ryan laughs and peers down the hall again to make sure nobody is around.

Everybody is at a crafts event held in the community room. It’s a nurse arranged event though, so I didn't have to make an appearance. I only go to the events upper management plans anymore.

He’s still careful though.

“The head thing!“ He says in a low voice when he turns back to me. “You know, giving the other person head without getting yourself off…? What was up with it?”

Oh, that.

He thinks I was asking about him. Why wouldn’t he? It’s not like I’ve told him about Evan. Considering the events that went down last night, it’s a logical thought.

I choose my words carefully as not to hurt his feelings. “I’m… not sure?” I laugh, acting my best to seem embarrassed. 

Ryan laughs too, once again looking down the hall before shrugging his shoulders.

“Was it like… a fetish thing?” He asks after a moment, embarrassment only now showing on his face. “Do you… like me or something?” 

I can’t help my brows from raising, and a wide smile from spreading across my face as I hold in laughter. 

He grows red and flustered, but forces himself to try to save himself from it.

“I mean, I’d say you were just horny! But girls never go down on us because they’re horny-“ he exclaims in an embarrassed and defensive tone. He pauses only to clear his throat as the embarrassment makes his voice crack. “What’s that do you for you if you’re horny? It just doesn’t make sense! Like you said!” 

I let my laugh out, but stay careful not to make it seem like I’m laughing at him.

This kid is so red right now; it’s almost cute. I can tell in the way he shifts his body that I’m intimidating him. 

And I can’t help but love it.

How have I sat with him almost every day of my stay here, and not fucked with him?! He’s friggen adorable!

I lean toward where he stands in my doorway, lowering my voice before responding in a way I’m sure will get him going. “Maybe I played with myself thinking about it when I got back to my room.” 

He goes pale; Probably because all the blood under the skin on his face had to abandon that to find a new location between his legs.

Just like I’d expected.