Ryan's POV
In all of his years, Ryan had never picked up after himself.
Why would he, when he had employees to do that for him?
Now in a strange turn of events, Ryan found himself picking up clothing and other items and putting them away as carefully as he could. The thing that would have made the whole activity funny, if it weren't so depressing, was the fact that not a single one of the items that he picked up belonged to him.
They all belonged to one woman… Vivian Rose.
Most of it was underwear. Vivian's bras and panties, as well as some of her sexy lingerie, had found themselves being left behind at Ryan's place. But it was not just that, somehow she'd left behind glitter pens, pencils, and the occasional hairpin.
One by one he picked up those items and placed them in a box.
It would have been easier to have his housekeeper be the one to gather everything, and put it away.
