Bonus Scene Two
Ethan
“Are you sure?”
I cleared my throat and looked at Kiara. She squeezed my hand, nodding reassuringly at her father and grandmother. She looked so f*****g beautiful in light makeup, her blood-red lips, the small bindi on her forehead and wearing large earrings, jhumkas, on her ears. Her hair tumbled down her hot red blouse and just thinking about that morning, watching her get ready in the sari made me squirm in my seat. Was it bad that seeing her in Indian clothes made me want to lock us in a room and f**k her while she was wearing a sari?
Hold it in your pants, Eiffel. Not the right time to think about Kiara in her sari and how hot she looks.
My eyes averted to the man who was drilling holes in my skull and swallowed the lump in my throat.
“Yes, papa. In how ma
