Later in the evening, and in Ryan's penthouse, Flora gazed out absentmindedly in her new room. She was still trying to get over her newfound revelation: "Ryan turns into a hunky chunk of pheromones without his glasses!"
It had come as such a shock that she had not been able to control the words that had come out of her mouth then, leaving both of them embarrassed and flustered.
She was lying on her bed, staring at nothing. Flora sat up suddenly and asked herself,
"Did he know this already? Is this why he wears the glasses?"
She immediately refuted her own words.
"Pftt! No, no, he wouldn't do that."
It had only been a few short days, but she was starting to know and understand him as a person, and Flora kind of concluded that Ryan was a little retrained when it came to his interaction with the opposite sex, except for business-related matters.
"…but how do I deal with this newfound revelation?"
