Chapter 39 The More You Don't Want to Meet Someone, the More Likely You Are to Meet Them

My heart skipped a beat. Seeing me freeze, Ethan smiled, pulled me to sit, and wrapped his arm around my waist, making my head rest on his shoulder. "Then stay with me." The recliner was only big enough for one, so I had to lie on my side, pressed against him, to fit.

Ethan's lingering scent of nicotine made me a bit intoxicated, mixed with a faint sadness from him.

Even though Ethan and I had been intimate before, lying so close now still made me nervous and sweaty.

We lay there silently for a long time, the only sounds were his steady breathing and our heartbeats, the only melody in the moonlight.

His embrace was so comforting that I didn't realize when I fell asleep. I woke up to slight movement; Ethan was carrying me upstairs. "What's going on?" I asked groggily.

"We're going to bed; it's cold outside," he said.

He carried me to the room, placed me on the bed, and trapped me with his hands on either side of my body.

The room was dark, and his eyes seemed to swirl with something, like an invisible net that easily ensnared me.

I felt like I understood his unspoken words, and my heart started racing.

We didn't stay like that for long. Ethan lifted the blanket, slipped in, and pulled me into his arms.

"I just want to hold you while we sleep, nothing else," he whispered hoarsely, sending a jolt through me.

My back was pressed against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing. His breath was hot against my neck, both ticklish and warm.

We were legally married, so it was reasonable for him to hold me while we slept, and even if he had further requests, it wouldn't be too much.

I realized I didn't mind his closeness; in fact, I was a bit addicted to his embrace.

Realizing this scared me. It was a dangerous signal. I knew I shouldn't fall for it, yet I couldn't help but be drawn in.

Ethan just held me all night, and nothing inappropriate happened. He didn't explain much about the guitar, and I didn't bring it up again. We both ignored the matter.

woke me up. I opened my eyes to

was the

said, eyeing his solid chest and

nothing had happened between us, the scene was enough

show," I said,

say anything, but I suddenly

"What's wrong?" he asked.

propped up my head and stared at

my gaze and, for once, a hint of shyness appeared on his face. He reached out and pinched my cheek. "Did you just realize how handsome I

waiting for me

Band. Although I've never seen him, I think

but he raised it

handsome than him," Ethan

me see. You really do look alike, except the lead singer of The Thorn Birds Band has long hair. How did I

I climbed onto him to reach his hand. Ethan seemed to be teasing

was fully aroused. To get my cassette back, I straddled him to grab

him in a panic, too embarrassed to look at him. But Ethan suddenly flipped me over, pinning me

take it. I'll go make breakfast," I said, trying to push

on my shoulders, pinning me

that okay?" His hoarse voice pierced through my

mustered the courage to look at him and asked

me and laughed hoarsely. "Are you stupid? Emily,

"Happy Birthday" were etched in my mind. I knew he loved someone else. Even in a state

do with love. But for women, it was different. Women preferred to have love first,

avoiding his gaze. "I need to get

force himself on me, but I was also a bit afraid he would be unhappy because of

his breathing gradually calmed down. He didn't force me and pinched my cheek. "Do

Only oneself is the most reliable. Just like you

his own words against him. It took him a while to smile

of his body suddenly

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