Ethan's POV
"Yeah, Hannah." Stella's fingers stopped their movement on my chest. "She sent you quite a few messages last night."
My mind raced through possible explanations. Keep it casual, I reminded myself. "Oh, right. She's one of the art students at the school where I teach."
"Really?" Stella's eyebrow arched. "That's interesting."
"Yeah, she's in the weekend class. A pretty talented artist, actually."
"Funny coincidence. My best friend's name is Hannah, too."
My stomach dropped at her words. "Yeah, lots of people named Hannah out there."
Her playful demeanor shifted to something sharper. "Such a common name. But you know what's not so common?" Her eyes narrowed. "Art students texting their school owner after midnight."
I swallowed hard. "Oh, that. She just finished a piece she
