Ryan's POV
Thwack, thwack, thwack…
His punches landing on the bag before him, Ryan, panting and sweating, kept up his steady assault. Boxing was great for stress relief, but it was not the kind of relief that Ryan had been hoping for that morning.
After all, he had woken up with a very beautiful woman in his arms, a naked beautiful woman. So he could be forgiven for having thought that his morning would go much more differently than how it had ended up going.
Thwack, thwack, thwack.
Pausing his punches, Ryan looked down at himself and could not help but glare. At first glance, it seemed as though he was glaring at his groin. But that was not the case.
What had Ryan all bent out of shape was Vivian Rose, that cruel, inconsiderate woman.
She had left him to handle his own needs. What sort of woman did that?
Not only did she just leave him all on his own earlier that morning. She had left after promising to give him a blowjob…taunting him.
