Page 49 of Buried Treasure
Andy gave him an awkward smile and relaxed his shoulders a bit. "I do like her. A lot."
"But she didn't call you back?" Ryan asked.
"No, she didn't call me back."
Ryan gave him a sympathetic smile like he felt bad for Andy. "Sorry, man."
"Whatever," he replied with a shrug.
"Not whatever," the rookie said defiantly before clearing his throat and calming down again. "I don't care about you and Sydney or whatever. But you know my mom."
"Your mom?" Andy said skeptically.
"My mother would get really pissed off if she found out you slept with Sydney and then didn't pursue a relationship with her, especially when you obviously like her."
Andy smirked at him. This wasn't about Ryan's mom, but Andy wasn't about to tell Ryan that he thought it was nice that the rookie was looking out for his next door neighbor. The next door neighbor who happened to be gorgeous and strong but sweet and amazing in bed and…
"Andy!"
"What?" Andy's eyes snapped back to Ryan.
"I thought I lost you for a second there," he said. "Where did your mind wander to?"
Silky skin and brown hair spread out on Sydney's bed.
"Nowhere."
"Sure," he replied sarcastically. "Anyway, we're back in Detroit on Monday. If she doesn't call by then, I'll figure something out."
"You'll figure something out?" Andy said skeptically.
"I know, I know. This doesn't sound like something that Ryan McCloud would do—"
"Especially not when he refers to himself in third person," he muttered.
"I don't fully understand what that means, and I don't care," Ryan said. "We'll figure out a way to make this work with you and Sydney."
Andy shook his head. "I can't believe I'm about to trust you with this."
"Good," Ryan said with a stupid grin. "That makes two of us."
