Ethan’s behavior was starting to drive me insane.
He’d been distant ever since that afternoon,but the strangest part was how he still managed to watch my every move. I wasn’t sure if he was protecting me or monitoring me, and the difference mattered more than I wanted to admit.
The way treated me like he couldn't breathe without me was proof enough that we were on dangerous ground. One second, he had me breathless, trembling under his touch. The next, he’d turned cold and quiet again, shutting himself off like nothing had happened. I kept replaying it in my head, the way he held me down and took charge.
I’d fallen asleep tangled in his warmth, convinced I could still feel his heartbeat long after his arms left me. When I woke up, the bed was cold, and the only sign he’d been there was
