Chapter 1227
"My what?" Freya asked while throwing another handful of bugs into the coop.
"Has Nina gotten your measurements yet?" Ryan asked.
Freya turned beet red right away. "She hasn't asked me yet."
"I can help you tell her," Ryan offered with a smile.
Freya was shocked. "How... How do you know my measurements?"
As she spoke, she crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to block Ryan's lewd gaze.
"36, 24, 36 inches!" Ryan gestured with his hands an hourglass shape in the air. "We've spent so much time together. I've long figured out your measurements by touching you."
Freya felt as if her cheeks were on fire. She wanted nothing more than to find a hole to hide in. "Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to fetch water for the pheasants and ducks."
Ryan took the hint and understood that Freya was asking him to leave. "Alright, you go ahead. I'll go find Sherry next."
As Ryan walked away, Freya couldn't shake off the uncomfortable feeling that gnawed at her. She felt as if Ryan

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