Ridin' Dirty (Beautifully Dirty #2) Read Online Free

okay?” he said, with a sound of shock still in his voice.
    “Sure, no problem.”
    Rolling over in the morning, only to find my bed empty, is a relief. I didn’t really want to see him this morning; what the hell would I say . . .”Oh, sorry I teased you last night and then didn’t put out.”
    As I walk through the living room, I head straight to the kitchen. I need to wake my ass up, which means I need coffee, pronto. I see Cara looking in the fridge as I enter; her overnight guest is nowhere to be found.
    “Thank God they left. I felt like an idiot for giving the guy a hard on but not putting out.” I look up to see Cara’s eyes bug out of her head, then she nods her head to the side toward the living room.
    I don’t even turn around, I know what that means. Both guys are still here, in the living room, and I just stuck my foot in my mouth again. Damn it! How could I not have seen them when I walked through? Oh, that’s right, stupid me was eyeing the coffee pot and clearly not paying attention. Squeezing my eyes shut, I count to ten then slowly turn my head toward them. My “new” friend is sitting on the couch with his coffee in hand, smiling a big ass smile, and there sits Cara’s last piece of meat, right next to him, trying not to laugh out loud.
    “Morning?”
    “Morning to you,” they both say in unison.
    “Well, this is awkward,” I mumble under my breath, but loud enough for Cara to hear me, since she is standing right in front of me still.
    Trying to hold my composure, I head for the coffee pot as I ask, “What’s for breakfast?”
    “Clearly not sausage,” she states, as she giggles at me.
    “You’re an ass, you know that?”
    “Yep and you love me.”
    “That’s debatable, right now.”
    She leans forward, kissing me on the cheek, as she tells me that she’s got cinnamon buns cooking in our small oven. Perfect, now we can just hang out till they’re done . . . NOT!
    “I’m going to take a shower while they’re finishing up,” I say, scurrying back to my room.
    “You need help in there?” I hear the guy from last night say. Shit, really, dude . . . no I don’t want your help.
    “No, I think I can manage by myself.”
    “Well, just thought I’d offer. I’d love a shower myself.”
    Ok, he was beginning to piss me off . . . take the hint. “Well, it’s probably a good thing you own a shower at your place . . . wherever that may be.” I try not to sound like such a bitch, but I’m over this situation.
    Cara and both guys start laughing out loud as I continue walking to my room. I’m not going to come out until they are gone; I have my coffee and at this point, that is all I need. About an hour and half later, I walk out and the place is quiet. I see a note on the counter that says she is going to hang with the guys today. Whatever, I know I have my project to dive into and having no distractions around is going to be perfect.
    Out of the corner of my eye, I catch my phone lighting up. I look over to see Ryan on the screen. Reaching for it, I immediately swipe my finger across the screen.
    “Hey there, stranger, how are ya?”
    “I’m good, Peanut, how are you these days?”
    “Just at home today, I have a huge project due as soon as I get back to class next Monday.”
    “So, I take it school is going good?”
    “Yeah, I can’t wait for it to be over with. Once I graduate, I have a couple interviews lined up.”
    “That’s cool. Anywhere big?”
    “An energy drink place and an advertising firm.”
    “You better keep me posted.”
    “I will, so you’re off today?”
    “No, not really, just had five, so I thought I’d call to see how you were and ask what the hell is going on with you and Cooper? He says he needs to talk to me, so I’m wondering if you want to shed some light on the situation before he tells me?”
    “Umm, well, umm . . .”
    “Ansley, what is going on?”
    “He hasn’t told you anything?”
    “Told me anything about