Page 72 of Ride or Die


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And I shoot straight up.

I rub my eyes again. It feels like the alcohol just evaporates out of my bloodstream on the spot. I feel fully fucking sober.

I sit down.

Rava just sent me his body. Shirtless.

This waistband is fighting for its life. Why wear them at all if you’re gonna disrespect gravity like this?

Why even try? They’re not covering shit. Just barely doing the legal minimum. One more inch, and I’m fucking blind.

"Bro, are you alive? What time is it?" Paulo asks again.

"Time for you to leave," I say, already pushing myself off the couch.

"What?!"

"Get up." I grab his arm and yank him. "I’m tired. We’ll talk tomorrow."

"Hey, I wasn’t done drinking!"

I shove the bottle into his chest, slap his phone and keys into his hands one after the other.

"Here. Goodnight. Sweet dreams. Have a blessed sunrise and all that crap."

"Dude, what the fuck—"

"I work tomorrow," I tell him, already herding him toward the door. "Sleep is calling."

"But—"

"GOODNIGHT." Door shuts.

I grab fistfuls of my own hair, staring down at my phone.

Am I dreaming? Did Paulo drug me? Did I die?

My eyes land on that photo again.

I save it. Immediately.

I drop down to the floor, back against the couch, phone in front of me. I look at it properly this time.

What the fuck is he doing?? Why is he sendingmea nearly naked photo at this hour? What does he want? What is this, revenge? Temptation? A death sentence?

And Jesus Christ, why the hell is his body that fucking good?

Since when? How did I miss this?!

My hand is literally shaking. I look at the photo again. His chest hits me first. I swear it’s the kind of chest youholdduring sex. Bite and run your tongue when you’re losing your mind.

And his waist?! His waist is so damn small I actually blink twice. Since when is he shaped like that? How did he hide thisfrom me? Is this… is this a prank? Who the hell sendsthisout of nowhere? Is he trying to hypnotize me with that stupid tiny waist?

No. He wouldn’t risk something like that. Not with his dad being… whatever the hell his dad is.

Rava is careful and smart.

So what the fuck are you doing, Rava?