Amid the playful banter, Ryan started the bike, eliciting a cheer from Mia, while Vera stood dumbfounded, shouting angrily, "You bitch, stop talking nonsense!"
Lily glanced curiously at her agitated younger sister and asked, "What did she say?"
"Nothing, sis. Let's just go home. I'll deal with this troublemaker later," Vera huffed.
The bike pulled out of the parking garage and reached the first red light. Just then, Ryan froze in surprise as a pair of small hands suddenly wrapped around his back. Mia, who had been keeping her distance earlier, now pressed against him, resting her face on his back.
"Brother-in-law..."
"What's wrong?"
Ryan was keenly aware of her ample chest pressing against him. Though her petite frame might have suggested otherwise, it was clear her figure was no less remarkable than Vera. Soft and full, the sensation of her chest was pronounced, even through the thin barrier of her bra.