Don't Want to Talk

The movie plays on the screen while Ryker’s hand rests on my thigh. He’s rubbing circles into my skin, but all it does is make me annoyed that it’s really the only contact I’ve gotten all day.

I ignore the comments the guys make as they point out the flaws in the movie. Usually I’d join in, but tonight I can’t seem to care.

I’m sitting between Ryker and Declan, while Vance is on the recliner on