Forever After All Read Online Kaylee Ryan

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
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In the bathroom, the hot spray does wonders for my aching shoulders. I’m never drinking again. Ever. The pounding in my head is reason enough. However, if I needed one more, it would be that I slept with Rip and can’t remember it. That’s not something I would ever want to forget. I take my time in the shower, enjoying the spray of the jets and the massage they’re providing. My mind goes to Rip and our night together. I hate to admit it, but I’m disappointed that I don’t remember our first time. Not because of the meaning of the night. However, I do wish I could remember what it felt like to have him hover over me, all those muscles, my hands roaming his body as he pushes inside me. I shake out of the thought. My first time with him and my drunk ass can’t remember it.

He’s saying that we’re together every chance he gets, and I want that. I want it more than anything, but I also don’t want this to be rushed. I don’t want either of us to have regrets in this, and I don’t ever want to feel as though I’m his obligation. I know that I need to get out of my own head, and I know without a shadow of a doubt Maggie would tell me the same thing. I need to call her. Sure it’s a thrill to hear him refer to me as his girlfriend. It would be even more so if it were true. If only I knew how to get through his thick skull that he has no obligation to me. We slept together, that doesn’t mean he has to go all in. I know he thinks he’s ready, but it’s only been a few weeks. Things are happening at a rapid pace, and I just want to slow them down a little. I hate to admit it, but I might need Laramie’s help. I’m going to have to call her as soon as she gets home. Her text told me they were flying home today, cutting their trip short as well. I hate that for them, but I love her for it all the same.

I need my best friend.

Realizing I’ve been in here way longer than necessary, I shut off the water and step out. I make quick work of drying off and getting dressed. I rummage under the sink to find a hairdryer and do a quick dry of my hair before pulling it back into a ponytail. I don’t bother with makeup, knowing we’re going to the hospital, and the way my emotions are all over the place with Gramps and now this thing with Rip, it’s hard to tell when the tears will flow, but I’m pretty sure they will. That’s just how the day feels it might pan out.

When I make it to the bottom of the steps, the smell of bacon fills my senses. I love bacon! Turning the corner, I see Rip standing at the counter, assembling what looks like bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwiches. “Hey, babe. Feel better?” he asks.

“Much. That smells good.”

He grins at me. “I know they’re one of your favorites. I thought it might help you feel better.”

I watch as he cuts the sandwich in half, adds some plain potato chips and a pickle spear to the paper plate, and slides it across the counter to me. “Thank you.” I wait for him to finish his own plate and take the seat next to me before I start to eat. We eat in silence until Rip breaks the ice.

“Laramie thought she was dreaming.”

“About?”

“Us being together. Apparently, she woke up telling Colby she could see the future, and she just knew we were destined to be a couple.”

“For real?” I ask.

“Yep. Colby called while you were in the shower.”

“So they know? I mean, that we got drunk and hooked up?”

“They know that we were all over each other.” He nods. “They don’t know that we’re together officially. Not yet.”

“What about Corbin and Sara?”

“I told them.”

“What? When? Why?” I rapid-fire questions at him.

“I told them while you were in the shower, and why not? Should I not be excited to tell my best friend that I’m in a relationship?”

“We’re not in a relationship, Rip.” I sigh. Already I can feel a headache coming on.

“We can be.”

Three words upturn my entire world. I take a deep breath and ignore my heart that seems to melt at his words. “Look, I know you have this sense of responsibility. I get it. You slept with your sister’s best friend, a good friend to you as well, but you don’t owe me anything.”

“Eat, babe. I told your, Grams, we’d be there to relieve her soon.”

With a roll of my eyes, I pick up my sandwich and take a healthy bite. He’s avoiding the conversation. That’s fine. He’s not going to have a choice but to talk to me about it when I tell everyone he was just joking, that we’re not really together. That also means I have to tell my grandparents we’re not really together.


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