[Next Morning, Ryat's Penthouse]When Tiffany woke to the faint smell of omelette and toast, she didn't have to think far before knowing where it was coming from.She sat up in bed, seeing she's wearing a pyjamas which is surely Ryat's judging by the Irish spring smell.She noticed her hair isn't stabbing her face, so she touched it, and she was wowed when she saw it was tied up in a bun. Tight, but still soft enough for her to not feel it.He's good.Is there even something he lacks?She smiled, quickly getting off bed, and when she took few steps towards the door, she froze, realizing she's still sore, so her walk is gappy."Oh...geez." she muttered, bringing her legs together.She managed to get out of the room and met him at the dinning table, already setting it up.He's shirtless, just slacks strapped loosely on his waist.She stopped for a minute, checking him out. The tautness, the chisels, the uncut build. His skin.He's beautiful.She looked at the floor, remembering she got
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