Bryson headed upstairs to take a shower and wash off the smell of alcohol from his body.

He requested someone to bring a fresh set of clothes to the room.

Soon after, Bryson heard a knock on the door outside the bathroom.

Assuming it was the delivery of his clothing, Bryson tersely instructed, “Leave the clothes and leave.

The person outside remained silent, neither speaking nor continuing to knock on the door.

After his shower, Bryson emerged from the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, only to discover that the lights in the room were off and darkness had fallen outside.

Furrowing his brow, Bryson wondered if the person delivering his clothes had turned off the lights.

forward, reaching out

lunged at him, wrapping him in a tight hug

scent was overpowering-nothing like

pushed

ice as he walked over to

Ryleigh, who had stumbled and fallen

regarded her with

you get

rubbed her arms, rising from the floor with

“Bryson, it’s me.

Surely you recognize me?”

possessed an attractive appearance, evident in her well-maintained skin that

at her feigned

Ryleigh’s attempts to draw closer, Bryson retreated

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