I chewed on my lip, shifting from foot to foot. I didn’t think I could face him.
“I’m not leaving until I know that you’re okay,” Ethan said.
There was a hint of alpha in his voice that made me weak in the knees. I found myself opening the door before I even realized what I was doing.
“I’m so sorry,” I said, but the rest of my apology got stuck in my throat as I caught sight of him. He was shirtless, with all of his muscles and tattoos on display. The only thing he wore was grey sweatpants that did little to hide his body or the outline of his c**k. My gaze caught on that, and I swallowed. I quickly looked away, but there was nowhere safe for my eyes to land on. He looked like he’d just rolled out of bed, his hair mussed and imperfect for once. I could imagine him running his hands thro
