Chapter 306: Wedding of the Century (7)
"Damn, Ger. You’re so cold even the floor is starting to get icy," Ronan jested as he clasped his shoulder, snapping Ger from his daze.
"Go back to your party, Roach. They are much better company than me."
Ronan sighed in exasperation a little dramatically as he wrapped his arm over his shoulders and tightened his hold on Ger’s neck. Head to head, Ronan pointed at Ger’s nose. "Nah, your company is all I need tonight." Ronan was sure Ger could easily get out of his hold, but he was being a good sport and playing along.
"I’m not sharing your bed," Ger scoffed, his dry humour returning.
"If you don’t share mine, I’m crawling into yours!"
Ger visibly shivered in response. "I doubt you can sneak up on me now, Roach, but you can try. It’s not going to end pretty, though!" Ronan smirked at his friend and the slight rise in the temperature around them.
Ronan made the right choice to see his friend. It wasn’t a choice, really. It was easy to leave those women and come to his friend’s side. The only reason Ger was by himself was because he left to go to the water closet, and it was a while until he returned.
Since Ger’s death and sudden return, Ronan has been reluctant to leave him for a long time. He was like one of those clingy girls he hated waking up to in the mornings. Yet Ger did not seem to mind. He appeared to be aware Ronan was a little traumatised after almost losing his best friend.
"Nah.... You’re my cuddle buddy! You can’t deny me!" Ronan went to ruffle Ger’s hair, but that was something he wouldn’t let Ronan do. His hand caught him swiftly, and in a flash, they were separated.