"I heard you're a screamer in bed." I stated flatly.
His eyes got huge and he swallowed. "Where'd you hear that from?"
"Word gets around, George."
"I think you're lying to me, Emery." He narrowed his eyes at me, and I laughed.
"Alright, alright. I was just kidding. Word doesn't get around. But, really. I have heard you're a screamer, and that's from being in the room next to yours."
Ryan blushed and looked down at his feet in shame.
"Well, aren't you too cute blushing?" I pinched his cheek, and smiled.
He slapped my hang away, and glared.
"Chill, Ry. What're we doing tonight?"
"Well, I'm going to break up with Keltie. Then the day is ours." He grinned.
"Mkay, I'm going to shower and stuff. You do what you need to do and we'll meet up in an hour?"
He nodded and hugged me, pressing his lips against my forehead.
"I'm glad I have us back."
"I am too, Ry. I am too."
He turned around, and left walking out my front door.