"Alright, have a seat," Ryan offered once we were both inside the bathroom. I looked around the spacious bathroom, briefly wondering where he wanted me. I glanced initially at the toilet, then at the edge of the large tiled tub, connected stand up shower with a rainfall shower-head, and lastly, at the white marble counter top. "Where?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow at Ryan.His hardened expression he had been wearing immediately softened as he regarded me. "Counter top is fine," he answered while opening up a medicine cabinet.I was about to put my hands down onto the counter to pull myself up, but stopped when I noticed they were both bloodied. The last thing I needed to do was smear more blood all over this beautiful home.Ryan turned to look at me once he found what he needed from the cabinet. "Need some help?" He asked."I um... I don't want to get my bloody handprints on your counter," I admitted. I wasn't sure why I was feeling so shy around Ryan now. We were having so much fun b
Once I was settled, Ryan and I reconvened in the living room. We were both sitting on the sectional, debating what we wanted to do with our night. Alec still had not returned, and honestly, I was wondering where he went with such a large dog... but since he was gone, we decided to just hang around the house. We were both tired from travel, so the consensus was to order Mexican food and make margaritas.Ryan ordered from a local Mexican restaurant. I couldn't make up my mind about what I wanted to get, so he took it upon himself to order for us both. In about an hour or so, I'd be stuffing my face full of guacamole, elote, and a wide assortment of tacos—chicken, beef, fish, etc; you name it, Ryan ordered it. Not that I would complain about the excessive amount of food—I thoroughly enjoyed eating.After we ordered, Ryan lead me to the kitchen to make margaritas. I perched myself up on my knees on one of the bar stools as I fumbled with the tequila, removing the cap. I watched as Ryan mo
After sleeping for what felt like forever, I woke up dying of thirst.The clock informed me that it was only 2:30 AM. I hadn't actually been sleeping for very long, and I mentally scolded myself for not getting a water to put on my nightstand before turning in for the night. I debated just dealing with my thirst until the morning, but my dry mouth and throat were screaming at me to get up.I blamed it on the salty tacos and pitchers of margaritas.I also blamed my lack of balance on the margaritas as well. It didn't take me long to realize that I was definitely still drunk as I eased myself up from my bed and crossed the dark bedroom. I fumbled with my phone to turn on the flashlight as I made my way silently down the hallway and into the kitchen. I thought about turning on a light, but I really didn't want to wake up Ryan— or worse, Alec— or even worse, his dog. I could just see it now, a giant Newfie barking at me as an angry, handsome Alec glares in my direction after being woken u
"Jayyyynnnaaa!" A melodious voice boomed from beside me, "Wakeeee upppp!"Just then, the curtains were pulled open and bright beams of sunlight were striking me in the face. I rolled over, facing the other way and pulling the duvet over my head.I felt the bed dip beside me, and I knew that Ryan had crawled onto the bed with me. He placed his large palms on my back, shaking me with force and trying to pull the blankets off of me. "Ughhhhhhhh..." I groaned from underneath the covers. "Ryannn 5 more minutes, pleassseee.""Hellll to the no. It's already 9:30," he replied, "You're not a morning person, are you?""Not in the slightest," I replied, still refusing to open my eyes. "But Jaynnaaa, I got something for us!" He whined, "Plus, I made breakfast, and it's ready!"At the mention of food, I finally pulled the blankets off of myself, ready to become an actual human again. I opened my eyes to see Ryan sitting beside me, holding something behind his back with a smile already on his fac
The drive to the resort was quick, and it wasn't long before we pulled up to the most classic looking, beautiful resort. I was admiring the way the sun reflected off my fake diamond ring when we arrived at the front. Although the look of Ryan's home was surprising to me, this resort looked exactly how I pictured it in my mind.The driveway wrapped around the front of the building, where valet drivers were patiently waiting to park our car. The building was lined with palm trees, and rows of tropical, beautiful flowers. I could feel the warm breeze as I exited the car, taking with it the smell of salt in the air. Excitement took over again knowing that the beach was just on the other side of this tall, white building."Come along, dear," Ryan teased, hooking a strong arm around my waist and guiding me into the building.I chuckled as I followed along, "Oh honey, this place is just beautiful." Ryan shifted so his arm was hanging over my shoulder while I curled slightly into his muscled
Oh no... no... no... no... hellll noooo.....My mind chanted over and over while I stood trembling in the middle of a footbridge. Ryan and I had decided to tandem jump, thank God, but that still didn't change the fact that I was terrified. The bungee operators assured both Ryan and I that this would be a great experience to really bring us closer together and solidify our marriage. Ryan continued to play up the fact that we were married throughout the process, talking with the operators about how we had met on a ferris wheel, and how he, the man, offered to ride with me after seeing how afraid I was of heights. His story was cute, and completely made up. However, I was surprised at how realistic the scenario actually was. Ryan didn't know this, but I actually was scared of heights, and I always avoided ferris wheels because of this. I was sure he'd become very aware of this fact soon enough, if we lived through this experience.Truthfully, I loved the whole charade Ryan had going, bu
We didn’t have to wait long for the two men to approach our table. "Hey fellas, welcome! Take a seat," Ryan greeted, motioning for them to take the two empty chairs. "I ordered a bottle of wine for the table, hope that's okay.""That sounds great, Ryan," the first man spoke. This was the man Ryan was trying to pursue. He was very cute close up. He wasn't super tall; taller than me, but definitely shorter than Ryan. He had a slim figure, tan skin, and bright blonde hair. "Hey," he said locking his eyes on me, "I'm Chris, and this is my friend, Josh."I smiled back at Chris, "Hey guys, I'm Jayna. It's nice to meet you both.""Jayna?" Josh chimed in from beside me, "That's a pretty name. Never heard it before."I couldn't help but smile at his compliment. Josh was cute. He also had blonde hair that was a bit darker than Chris's, and he had pale skin with a slight sunburn. I didn't think he was overly attractive because he wasn't really my type, but I thought he had kind eyes and a great
"Alec, what the hell! I thought you were sleeping," I yelled. Although I was shouting, I wasn't sure if he could even hear me over the sound of Nelson's barking.He smirked, "I'm not.""Clearly," I snapped, "Can you please contain your dog?""Ooooo, I actually can't do that. When Nelson doesn't like someone, it's hard to stop him; I mean, do you see the size of him?" Alec said, making his way to the sink to fill up his water glass."Jayna, who the hell is this guy?" Josh asked, glaring in the direction of Alec.I groaned, "He's Ryan's brother. But don't worry, he was just leaving," I emphasized loud enough so that Alec could hear me."Um, no I'm not. But please, don't let me interrupt," He said, leaning against the opposite counter. I could not believe him! I understood that we were in a public space, and if it weren't for Nelson blocking our way and looking like he was ready to attack Josh, I would have just went to my room. My issue was that he didn't need to be in the kitchen any