CHAPTER 19
NAOMIWhen Makayla left the bar, I waited around. There was no way that he wasn’t going to show up. Seeing that there were so many half-naked people here already, the manwhore would have a great time trying to pick up people to take back to his place later.
But before that, I would hit him with all the questions that I needed answered.
Just as the clock hit eight p.m., Ryan walked in. I watched him walk through everyone who was dancing in the middle of the floor, gaze traveling down their bodies, smirking at a few of them.
When he saw me, he made a beeline to the bar. “What’s up, buttercup?”
“I hope you’re not using that line on any women around here,” I said, giving him a once-over.
He winked. “I get the ladies all the time with that one.” He leaned over the bar. “Ale,” he
