Page 91 of By His Rule

Of course, my body screams yes. Yes, we fucking do.

But my head…that’s a little more reluctant.

Lori: It was good to see you too.

I hit send before I ask a question that could be misconstrued.

Ryde my dick: Any good plans for the evening?

Well, there goes my good intentions.

Lori: Quiet night in. Been a long week.

Ryde my dick: That’s boring. I’m heading out with the boys later. You should join.

I can’t lie, there is a part of me that wants to. I want to put on one of my dresses, do my hair and makeup, and dance the night away.

But also…

Lori: Maybe another time. I hope you have a good night. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do…

Ryde my dick: That sounds like a challenge.

Lori: Maybe it is. You can tell me all about it tomorrow.

Ryde my dick: Maybe I’ll be too busy wishing I was spending the night with you. You know, for old times' sake.

Lori: Who says I’m single?

Ryde my dick: Tatum.

“Of fucking course she did.”

Lori: She’s meddling. Ignore her.

Ryde my dick: I quite like her meddling, if I’m being honest.

Lori: Of course you do. You always were looking for trouble.

Ryde my dick: Takes one to know one.

Ryde my dick: So, what are you really doing tonight that’s more important than meeting me?

Lori: Netflix and spreadsheets.

Ryde my dick: Wow, I’m really getting blown off for the good stuff here…

And just like that, I find myself sucked back in by arguably the best ride of my life.

I mean, what’s the harm? My only other option right now is my ex, and there is no fucking way I’m going back there.

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It’s late by the time I roll out of bed the next morning.

My intentions of having a quiet evening followed by an early night were shattered the second Ryder popped up.

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