Ryan POV“What the heck, Ethan! Why the hell do you have to break my waist now? You know I was going to race!” I shoved at him, my hands gripping the sheets. He was still half asleep.His eyes fluttered open, a lazy, mischievous grin tugging at his lips. Without warning, he yanked me over his chest from where I was standing, trapping me against him.“I told you that yesterday,” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and amusement. “If you want to win today, you’ve gotta start the morning right.”I groaned, squirming, but the warmth of his body and that infuriating grin made my resolve melt faster than I wanted.“Start the morning right?” I repeated, trying to sound stern. “You mean… by squishing me like a pancake?”“Exactly,” he whispered, his nose brushing against my hair. “You need motivation, focus, and energy for the final race. Remember, you said that yesterday.”I rolled my eyes, though my cheeks were burning. “You’re ridiculous.”“Maybe,” he admitted, tightening his arms aroun
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