Amaka's POV.
"Wow!" Jason and I gasped as we entered the living room of Ethan's home. "Your house is so beautiful," I told him, and he grinned, stopping in the living room beside us. He said, "It's a pleasure. I just wanted you to know where I live so that you can come over to see me whenever you feel like it."
"Awn. Thank you. But I am not your woman, so I cannot be free to come here any way I please," I told him, and he smiled.
"Would you like to request anything? Like juice or a malt drink?" he asked as I looked around the white living room again. He had a very large flat-screen television, lovely chandeliers hanging brightly above, and high curtains that I couldn't see the end of, adding to the beauty of his living room. The walls featured paintings of him and lovely flower vases ar
