Ryan (O'Connor Brothers Book 2) by A. S. Kelly

Ryan (O'Connor Brothers Book 2) by A. S. Kelly

Author:A. S. Kelly
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2019-05-19T23:00:00+00:00

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I’ve been at his front door for ten minutes now. Just standing there, frozen. It won’t take much, I know, to just knock on the door, find some ridiculous reason for being here, and explain how I know his address and the code to open the door downstairs.

It’d be nothing: for a good liar.

I tug at my shirt and brush through my hair with my fingers. Well, brushing is an exaggeration. It’s more an attempt at untangling it.

I take a deep breath, knock, and wait, nervously shifting my weight from one foot to the other. The minutes pass quickly, the silence of the corridor suffocating me. I realise that I’m making a huge mistake, and I should get out right now.

I turn on my heels and march quickly towards the lift, when his voice stops me in my tracks.



I turn around slowly and my jaw drops to the floor.

Ryan is standing in the doorway to his apartment, barefoot, with a towel wrapped around his waist. A few drops of water are slipping slowly down his abs, and his wet hair is plastered to his forehead.

“Hi,” I wave, like a little girl.


“I…er…sorry, I’d better go.”

I start to walk away again, but he runs after me, grabbing my arm.

“Where are you going?”

I turn towards him, forcing myself to keep my eyes on his face – but I can feel them dropping a little further down. His warm hand is still wrapped around my arm. I look down at it, and he lets go, pushing his hair back from his face.

I swallow down a sigh and compose myself.

“I was just in the neighbourhood and I thought I’d come and say hi…”

He crosses his arms. “How did you know where I live?”

Shit, he’s clever, too.

“I can’t remember, maybe you told me? Maybe someone else told me…” I try, but when he opens his mouth to respond, the front door opposite us swings open.

“Ryan!” A shrill, grating voice interrupts us.

“Mel,” he says, coldly.

The woman closes the door and approaches us. Well, ‘woman’ doesn’t quite do her justice. She’s more a goddess, or a Barbie – a Barbie goddess, maybe. I’m sure that exists.

Her gaze falls onto him shamelessly, and I’m suddenly overcome by a strange longing to grab her by her platinum blonde hair and slam her head against a wall.

“Have we just had a shower?” she comments, stupidly.

Seriously? Can she not see that he’s half naked with a towel around his waist?

“Yeah,” he says tightly.

“I’m still waiting for that coffee,” she goes on, suggestively.

“Yeah, sooner or later,” he says, his beautiful face hard.

“Well, I was just going out with some friends…We’re going into town, to the George. We’re going dancing. Maybe you could come with us, when you’re done here…?” she says, shooting daggers at me.

“Sure, you got it,” he nods, before grabbing my arm again and pulling me into his apartment.

He slams the door behind us then lets go of my arm again. He paces frustratedly into the living room, then turns to face me.


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