The sight of him looking so peaceful when I was anything but, sent me down a spiral of rage that I held onto because it was easier than admitting to myself how my heart had skipped a beat at seeing him there.
“Oh, great,” I groaned loudly. “Can’t even have a night to myself.”
Ethan’s eyes flicked toward me and as he dragged his gaze slowly up the length of me, his expression shifted into something intense that threatened to steal the breath from my lungs.
“What the hell are you doing here, Fiona?” He sighed hoarsely.
I bit my lip and narrowed my eyes. “I’m sorry, am I to take your permission now before I leave my room too?”
His eyes dropped to my pebbling n*****s and he exhaled harshly. “If you are going to be walking around dressed like that, then I would rather you not leave your ro
