Sawyer took another drink of water and leaned more against the counter, facing the two men. “I figured I’d just get a drink and go back upstairs unless … I mean, unless you both want me to go.”
Ryan was quiet for a moment. He did want her to go. He’d told her as much. But he also wouldn’t really mind if she stayed. “Do you want to go?” he asked after a moment, looking over at her.
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He didn’t move for the other door until well after she’d gone into her own room. He knew he’d had to say something to...
Owen shrugged at him and sighed. He didn’t know what to say or even what to tell Ryan.