Ethan's POV
Hannah laughed and took both our hands, pulling us toward her bedroom. "So eager."
"You have no idea," Stella muttered.
Hannah's room was neat and minimalist, with an unmade queen-sized bed dominating the space. She closed the door behind us and locked it, just in case.
"So, about this vacation," I said, trying to maintain some semblance of the previous conversation as Hannah pulled me toward the bed. "I was thinking maybe three or four days?"
"You want to talk about vacation plans right now?" Stella asked incredulously.
"I'm a multitasker," I protested.
Hannah laughed. "How about we focus on one thing at a time?"
"Fine by me," I agreed, reaching for Hannah first.
My lips crashed against hers, hungry and demanding. She melted into me, her soft curves pressing against m
