Chapter 18
Mr. and Mrs. Jones
I stirred a little with myself, feeling something poking me in my leg. Waking up, startled, I looked down to see Ryan snoozing on his back on the couch. I looked down and noticed what was poking me and jumped up, hitting him. He sat up, half asleep, trying to wake up, and I stood there with my face feeling like it was on fire.
He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and shot me a slight grin. He grabbed my hand, pulling me onto his lap. He mumbled, “Morning.”
I got lost in his eyes and smiled back, whispering, “Morning.” Then reality set in. I felt the hardness underneath me. Trying to wiggle out of his hold, we heard someone cleared their throats. We stopped and turned to see who it was, with our eyes widening in shock.
Ryan stood up, dropping me on the floor.
