Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 39

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 see a firm

was the album

eyeing his solid chest and swallowing

happened between us, the scene was enough to make one's imagination

show," I said, trying to steer the

say anything, but I suddenly looked

"What's wrong?" he asked.

up my head and

and, for once, a hint of shyness appeared on his face. He reached out

stared at me, waiting for me to

you look a bit like the lead singer of The Thorn Birds Band. Although I've never seen him, I think there's

the cassette in his hand, but

handsome than him," Ethan said

me see. You really do look alike, except the lead singer of The Thorn Birds Band has long hair. How did I not notice this

to reach his hand.

aroused. To get my cassette back, I

His sudden teasing made me realize how inappropriate my position was. I scrambled off him in a panic, too embarrassed to look at him. But Ethan suddenly flipped me over, pinning me beneath him. "You're testing my patience," he said in a low, hoarse voice, his

held my breath, flustered. "I...I won't take it. I'll go make

pressed down on my

okay?" His hoarse voice pierced through

my hands on his chest, I mustered the courage to look at him and asked

and laughed hoarsely. "Are

my mind. I knew he loved someone else. Even in a state of confusion, he didn't forget to bless someone who clearly held a very

with love. But for

away, avoiding his gaze. "I need to get up. I

but I was

long time, but his breathing gradually calmed down. He didn't force me and pinched my

rely on anyone else for a lifetime. Only oneself is the most reliable. Just like you said, trust only

against him. It took him

him in shock. The weight of his body suddenly lifted as he got out of

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