Ethan's POV
I shifted slightly, hyper-aware of both women's presence on either side. In a moment of either bravery or complete idiocy, I draped my arms across their shoulders.
Their reactions were instant and identical - both shrugged my arms off like they were covered in toxic waste.
"What do you think you're doing?" Hannah's voice could have frozen hell over.
"Getting comfortable?" I tried to sound innocent but failed miserably.
"Stop stalling," Stella cut in, turning to face me with those piercing eyes. "You need to make a choice. Right here, right now."
"One of us walks away today," Hannah added, her tone leaving no room for argument. "And the other gets an explanation that better be worthy of a Nobel Prize."
I ran a hand through my hair, buying time. "Like I said before-"
"If
