Ethan's POV
She pulled my hand, making me enter the room, and immediately locked the door behind us, removing the key.
“You can go and sit down over there,” she said, pointing towards the bed. As I scanned the room, I noticed the bottle of wine I had brought earlier for her, and to my surprise, it was still more than half full.
I wanted to quickly comply with her request, but then I thought about it differently. Maybe it was the alcohol, and I would rather not make it look like I'm trying to take advantage of her. It's better if, even at this moment of opportunity, I try to maintain my composure.
“Okay, if you think sitting on the bed is too forward, I can sit on the chair,” she said, smiling.
I looked at her, then at the bed, then at the chair, and back at her. I shook my head. This
