Anna POV
Ethan cleared his throat before he stood up from his seat. "You must be Mr. Hobbs. I'm Ethan Fain," he said, extending his hand towards my father. My father stared at his hand in disgust, clearly having no plans of shaking it. Ethan caught the hint quickly and put his hand back down to his side as he took his seat once again.
"Thomas." My dad said in reply. This isn't going to go well.
You could cut the tension in the room with a f*****g knife. I made small talk with my dad to prevent any further damage from being done. Ethan sat in silence for the most part, just nodding his head at some of the remarks that were made in the conversation.
"So, Ethan. What is it that you do?" My dad asked him, taking a drink of his water.
"I am a co-owner of my father's company. He created
