Part of a Contract, or part of something more?

Aliceabella blushed and leaned forwards. "Why were you looking anyway?"

"You keep tuggin on it. It attracted my atention," Ryland chuckled.

Aliceabella smiled and yawned, resting her head against his shoulder. "Sure." She laughed quitely.

Ryland raised his eyebrows. He didn't move but he didn't smile either.

Ryland felt an itch inside him become unbearable. "Excuse me. I'll be right back," he pulled himself away and left the room.

Aliceabella sighed when Ryland didn't return for some time, flopping back on the bed and closing her eyes. Forgetting to tug the shirt back down, she drifted off into sleep.

Ryland slipped in quietly and locked the door, going back to his chair.

Aliceabella let out a whimper in her sleep, rolling onto her side.

Ryland looked up, eyes unreadable.

Aliceabella let out another whimper, this one louder than the last.

Ryland raised an eyebrow and stood to check if Aliceabella was in pain.

Aliceabella let out a small cry, turning over again.

Ryland reached out and put a hand on her arm, wondering if she'd stop.

Aliceabella's eyebrows furrowed gently, letting out a small sound.

Ryland pulled his hand away as a test.

Aliceabella's frown deepend, whimpering again.

Ryland put it back, rolling his eyes.

Aliceabella stayed silent for a few moments before she rolled over again and mumbled. "How many times Damian...My name's not Aliceabella..."

Ryland rose an eyebrow, suddenly interested.

Aliceabella moaned again. "It's Alison, Alison..." She mumbled, nuzzling her head into the pillow.

"Alison?" Ryland smirked, wondering what other things he might learn.

Aliceabella rolled over again, her eyes opening groggily. "Hmm?" She whispered.

"Alison?" Ryland asked, raising an eyebrow.

Aliceabella's eyes widened. "H..How'd you know that?" She whispered.

"Guess," Ryland smirked.