Chapter 29: This Meat is Already in My Mouth

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: This Meat is Already in My Mouth

As for Ryan Sterling, he had indeed just been in the shower.

Harry Quinn had also come to Kyro, bringing his younger sister along, and had just been clamoring for a showdown in the pool.

"Ry, you’re handling business all day. How do you still find time to work out? I hired a personal trainer and trained my ass off for a month! And I still lost to you!"

Harry Quinn finished rinsing off first, grumbling indignantly as he toweled his short hair dry.

Ryan Sterling was quick to shower as well. He came out with a white bath towel tied around his waist, his chiseled abs so prominent that even Harry, a man himself, couldn’t resist wanting to reach out and touch them.

But Ryan dodged him.

"Tsk! We’re both men, what’s the big deal with a little touch? Don’t be so possessive!"

"I’m spoken for."

Harry Quinn froze for a second, then it suddenly dawned on him. "Huh? You two... did it?!"

Ryan Sterling thought of the day Evelyn Grant had burst into his bedroom, frantic and flustered, and his lips couldn’t help but curve upward.

His voice carried a hint of feigned nonchalance. "Yeah."

"Holy shit!" Harry Quinn couldn’t help but curse under his breath. "Dude, you’ve got game! And here I was thinking you came back to play innocent because you had no experience with women. I came back specifically to help you out!"

He never would have guessed. ’He’s already had a taste!’

"She was the one who initiated it."

"I don’t believe that," Harry Quinn scoffed, walking out of the poolside showers as he spoke. "Your sweetheart is hopelessly devoted to your brother!"

Ryan Sterling didn’t bother to explain.

After all, for Evelyn Grant, coming to him for help that day was an act of desperation. She’d been pushed to the brink by the person she loved; it wasn’t a happy memory for her.

He wasn’t willing to reopen her old wounds by explaining the details to others.

Seeing the two of them come out, Wendy Quinn immediately trotted over to greet them.

She didn’t even go straight to her own brother, stopping first beside Ryan Sterling. "Ryan, you were so amazing swimming just now! I took a few pictures of you. Can I post them on my social media?"

Before Ryan Sterling could say anything, Harry Quinn cut in to stop her. "Post what? If you post those, wouldn’t you be announcing to everyone that I lost to Ry?"

Wendy Quinn pouted, not wanting to give up. She raised her eyes again and looked timidly at Ryan Sterling. "Can I?"

She was his good friend’s sister, after all, and she had asked twice.

Ryan Sterling found it hard to refuse, so he just nodded. "Sure."

"Thank you, Ryan!"

Wendy Quinn said with a smile, then handed his phone to him. "You left your phone by the pool earlier. I found it."

Ryan Sterling took it and asked out of habit, "Did anyone call me?"

"Nope!"

She shook her head, her tone certain.

Still, Ryan Sterling glanced at his call history.

The number he wanted to see wasn’t there...

It wasn’t surprising in the least.

’Then again, if Evelyn Grant actually did call him of her own accord, now *that* would be a surprise!’

"Ry, since Wendy and I are back, you have to take us out to try all the best food in Kyro." Harry Quinn draped an arm over his shoulder and raised an eyebrow. "You have no idea. My sister even postponed her art exhibition just to come back with me."

Ryan Sterling clicked his tongue, his long fingers reaching for his pack of cigarettes and lighter. "Alright, but I can’t drink."

"Why not?"

He smiled. "There’s someone at home who needs me to take care of her."