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19. Ryan

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Ryan

I think I like this boyfriend thing. Having someone to share my days with is something I never knew I wanted or needed. I turn into a goofy fool for that girl, and I could care less what anyone says. Sure, I’ve heard the rumblings around campus: This will never last. She’s not his type. It’s just a phase. Actions speak louder than words, so I put my head down and ignore those who don’t believe I can be what Violet needs. It's easier for me to ignore the noise. I've gotten used to it being in the football spotlight.

Mason’s Halloween party is tonight. I went last year but didn’t wear a costume. The minute Violet caught wind about the party from Liza, she was all in on matching couple's costumes, so I’m going as a prince. I would do anything to make my girl smile, even wear questionably tight pants.

Flicking my blinker on to turn into her apartment complex, I take a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for the sight of the ridiculous costume Violet put together for me. To my surprise, the door flings open as I take the last step on the stairs. Blinking the shock from my eyes, the sight of Violet leaning against the door frame is a dream. She’s dressed in head-to-toe pink, gold, and glitter. Her hair cascades over her shoulder in a braid with little white flowers poking out. A tight pink dress clings to her curves in the best way. Heeled boots with rhinestones decorate her feet. Her face is porcelain and sparkles when she moves her chin slightly in the light. Someone pick my jaw up off the floor.She's mine.

I stick out one hand to her and bow, giving my best prince impression. “Princess, Aurora. You’re breathtaking.”

She places her palm in mine and pulls me closer, pecking a kiss on my cheek. “Thank you, Prince Phillip.”

“Let’s see this outfit, my lady.” She leads me to her room, excitement radiating from her body. Lying on her precisely made bed are the tight khaki pants she already warned me about, a blue vest paired with a black T-shirt, and a green chameleon stuffed animal. Her hands fly to her mouth, and giggles escape as she taps her feet from side to side.

“So… what do you think?” She grips my shoulder. “The outfit wouldn’t be complete without Pascal.” She grabs the chameleon and cuddles it to her chest.

“Let’s do this, babe.” Peppering kisses across her neck, I reach under her arms to tickle her. She laughs uncontrollably until she fusses with me to get ready so we’re not late.

The pants are indeed tighter than I could have imagined, but this costume makes Violet smile, so I’ll endure the wrath of tight pants for a night. Violet slicks my hair down to one side with some sort of hair gel, giving me the true prince effect, as she says.

The apartment door flies open with a loud bang when it hits the wall. “Harley Quinn has arrived, ladies and germs!” Liza’s scream vibrate through the house. Violet dashes quickly into the main room to meet her friend. I trail close behind my princess.

“You psycho! I love this!” Violet squeals as Liza twists and turns to show off her costume. She nailed the deranged look with two different color pigtails, a top that shows off her stomach, short shorts, a baseball bat, and bubble gum.

“Gotta live up to the hype,” she answers. With all the commotion from the girls in the main room, I didn’t notice Hartley walk in from his bedroom. He makes an unusually quiet entrance, which could spell trouble.

“Liza.” He juts his chin out to her and frowns slightly.

“Hey, Hart. Nice costume.” She grips the bat with both hands and nervously scans the room.

“Thought it'd fit.”he replies with a somber tone.

Hartley’s dressed as some kind of mob boss with pinstripes and a black hat. As the designated driver, I gesture for us to get going. Grabbing my princess’ hand in mine, I lead her to the passenger seat while Harley Quinn and the mobster mutter things back and forth behind us. I’m beginning to love this new version of myself. The one that Violet Evans owns every piece of.

Violet

“ This is Mason’s house?” I gasp as Ryan pulls into the two-story villa. This is not where I expected a college student to live.

Letting out a small laugh, Ryan explains, “Yep. Mason’s parents are loaded, so they bought this house for him to stay in while he’s at Springs U.” He grabs my hand across the seat and shoots me a small smile. “A palace fit for a princess.”

Hartley huffs. “Can we cut the lover boy stuff for a night?”

“Let them be. Some people believe in finding their person, and they are it for each other.” I glance into the rearview mirror to read Liza’s expression. Animosity rolls effortlessly from her tongue.

Hartley leans in dangerously close to Liza’s face. “Unless my person is at the bottom of a bottle. I. Don’t. Care.”

Ryan clears his throat. “Here.”

I can’t get out fast enough. I do not need to be in the crosshairs of Hartley’s weird mood. I want to enjoy the night with my Prince Charming. Ryan leads us to the mega door and opens it to what I can only describe as a real-life haunted house. Black lights cover the walls, illuminating everything in a neon glow. Music blasts across the house as couples grope each other in seductive dances.

“Want a drink?” Ryan asks.

I nod slightly as we weave through the crowd. I knew Mason was popular, but I didn’t expect this many people.

“Ryan! Violet! What’s up?” My head darts to the noise, sighting a vampire with blood dripping down his chin.

“Mase.” Ryan reaches out to bro hug Springs U’s certified golden boy.

“Mason? I didn’t even recognize you.” I give him a tight hug. Mason has always been welcoming to me and never made me feel out of place. “Thanks for inviting me. Your house is gorgeous.”

“This thing? Nah. Just a place to lay my head at night. Thank you for softening my boy up. Since he met you, he’s much looser on the field.” He shoves Ryan’s shoulder with a loud laugh.

“Yeah. Yeah. This princess does things to me.” He wraps his arms around my waist and nuzzles his chin in the crook of my neck.

Even though it’s dark, I know my cheeks are the color of tomatoes. Compliments and anything to do with Ryan and I's relationship do that.

“Mase!” Two girls dressed as nurses grab his arms and kiss his neck, moaning seductively. “We’re waiting.”

“Duty calls. I’ll catch you two later.” He nips one of their necks with his teeth and guides them upstairs, undoubtedly to the bedroom.

Ryan’s hands still grip my hips, so I tilt my head to meet his gaze as he rocks me side-to-side. He’s wearing a lazy smile as he whispers in my ear, “You make me feel things.” Goosebumps jump onto my skin as he licks my ear. “That I’ve never felt.” Reaching one hand up, he grips my neck with a purpose. “I’m crazy about you, Princess.”

Words elude me as Ryan continues to whisper the dirtiest things in my ear in a crowd of what must be one hundred people. To him, there’s only me.

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