Chapter 216: Failing
Ryan’s POV
He had been wasting time trying to get Vivian’s ring size by following tips that he had gotten from the internet. Every single one of the ideas that he had tried had failed, and Ryan had gotten more frustrated after each attempt.
Now Ryan had gone and applied his own mind to the problem. Thanks to that, he had finally come up with a plan that had a very high chance of working.
A picnic, it was as simple as that. The whole thing had been inspired by the bowling date that Vivian had taken him on.
Now Ryan’s plan was to take Vivian out on a picnic, pose for pictures with her, then when it came to food, he was going to make sure that there were a few foods that were very sticky that had to be eaten by hand. The moment that Vivian was done eating, in the name of romance he would be reaching for her hand and wiping her fingers with a napkin. When he got to the right finger, he would stealthily wrap it around the digits and pull it off without her noticing a thing. All that he would have to do after that would be to make sure that the napkin kept the shape and he would not have to worry about getting the correct ring made anymore.
It would be as easy as that...or at least that was what he had thought.
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The plan should have been easy, it should have been full proof. But Ryan had failed to account for the wildcard and that wildcard was none other than Vivian Rose. Vivian was a fan of simple clothing, shirts and jeans, pumps...Those were the types of things that Ryan was used to seeing her in. So of course he had been expecting her to come dressed like that and the woman had not even given him any warning
But the moment that she had stepped out of the bedroom in her latest ensemble, Ryan had known that they had a problem.
She was in a form fitting red dress that made her cleavage pop. Those wonderful mounds of hers begging him to not only look, but to touch as well. The look completed by a little hat as well as a red umbrella. With how tight the dress was, Vivian could only take tiny little steps. Which meant he had to keep his hands around her to help her with her balance when they moved over uneven ground. A position that had him so close that each time she moved he could see her boobs jiggling. And that was all that it took to derail Ryan’s carefully thought out plan.
Who in their right mind could think about napkins and the proper way to fold them when they were staring at sex on legs. Was Vivian Rose trying to see if he was scared of public indecency? Or was she perhaps trying to render him unable to speak for the rest of the day?
Those were the thoughts that Ryan had been having during their drive to the park that he had decided upon. But now that they were finally settled, and enjoying their meal, he no longer had any doubt. That was exactly what Vivian Rose was trying to do to him. Ryan could barely string words together as he watched her do unimaginable things to a banana. And when a chip got stuck in her cleavage, only the laughter of children off in the distance stopped him from leaning in and searching for that far too lucky chip using just his mouth.
"Ryan, are you alright? You have been far too quiet," Vivian asked, those grey eyes wide with concern, like she truly had no idea what she was doing to him. Not even able to answer. Ryan just grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it down. Nearly choking on it when he caught sight of Vivian readjusting her dress, unintentionally making her boobs pop out even more.
Clearly the woman wanted Ryan to ask her to marry him without a ring in hand. Why was she such an enemy of progress?!
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"Ahh! Ryan, what are you doing? Put me down!" Vivian’s half-laugh half-scream had more than a few people turning their way, but Ryan barely paid them any mind. He had tried so hard to hang on, hoping that if he controlled himself long enough an opportunity would arise for him to get a napkin around Vivian’s finger. But then Vivian had started licking at her own fingers, moaning around each digit. And Ryan had lost the battle with his self-control. He barely even remembered grabbing her and as he carried her to the car, it almost felt as though she weighed nothing.
That was the strength of his need.
Opening the door, he placed her on the passenger side and did her seat belt for her. After leaning in for a quick perk on the lips, he straightened and shut the door. Rushing back to get all of their things. He threw them at the back of the car, ignoring Vivian’s delighted giggles as he rushed to get into the driver’s side.
"You know when I bought this dress, I was not really sure if it was my style. But after seeing the way that you’ve been acting this entire time, I think I like it. I will definitely be picking up more outfits like this in the future," Ryan wanted to glare at her, but it turned into a lust filled look instead. How could she still be so sinfully hot when she was ruining his plans? Deciding that he’d have to find another way to get her ring size, Ryan started up the car and all but sped away.
The two of them never noticed that there had been a pair of eyes that had been watching them intently the entire time. Eyes that belonged to none other than Vivian’s ex, Bryce.