Housewife Gone Wild

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I lowered my head and sighed softly. “Ryan, maybe Uncle Ryan really has your best interests at heart. Have you ever tried to see things from his point of view?”

Ryan shook his head. “All I know is, we only get about thirty thousand days in this life. If I can’t choose the person I love, then not even death would bring me peace.”

His words left me speechless–I was totally caught off guard.

Ryan reached out and gently brushed my cheek. “Victoria, trust me, I’m not losing my mind. I know there’s a huge gap between us–it’s not just about age, it’s about who we are, where we come from. But everyone deserves to fight for what they want. So, I’m not backing down.”

My heart felt like it was roasting over an open flame. Right then, all I could do was just pull him into a hug.

I pressed my cheek against his chest, his heartbeat pounding like a drum–so strong, so full of life.

Ryan tensed up for a moment, then slowly relaxed. The next second, he wrapped his arms around me. “Even if I’m the only one with feelings, even if I’m the only one trying, if there’s a hundred steps between us, you just need to take one toward me. Let me close the rest of the distance, okay?”

It felt like my heart had just been hit by spring–one minute it was all cold and empty, and the next, it was overflowing with wildflowers, thanks to a single warm breeze.

I swallowed hard, trying not to tear up, and gave the tiniest nod. “Yeah.”

Ryan let out a soft laugh, and just as he was about to loosen his grip, I suddenly shoved him playfully.

Totally unprepared, Ryan tumbled onto my soft bed, his tall frame landing with a bounce. He stared up at me, completely stunned.

my arms on either side of him, grinning as I

excitement–he seemed to know exactly what I

actually feeling a bit shy myself–honestly, I’m not that uninhibited

nickname–no one’s ever called me that before, and I couldn’t

bulge in his pants, a wave of heat rushing through me. My voice came out low and husky. “This is the first time I’ve ever heard a guy/say it’s not just the first time that matters, but every single time

long, deep eyes of his

got shy, his cheeks would flush, and that blush just made him look even

I said softly, my heart fluttering

in a slow, quiet voice. “No, don’t remember it. I was just saying

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another word, I reached out and started

little something in return. That bashful, inexperienced man in the heat of

to take a shower.

and saw a set of clothes Nathan had left here before. I cleared my throat and

surprised for a second, then nodded. “Sure, it’s

I thought you’d

for you, I don’t care,” Ryan said, closing the