Ethan's POV
"Ethan?" Hannah's voice floated out from behind the curtain. "I think you might like this one."
The curtain pulled back, and my phone nearly slipped from my hands. The black dress hugged every curve like it was painted on, the neckline dipping low enough to show off the swell of her breasts. The fabric clung to her hips before falling in a sleek line to the floor, a slit running dangerously high up her thigh.
"Well?" She turned slowly, giving me a full view. "Worth the price tag?"
My mouth went dry. "Worth every f*****g penny."
She smiled with pride and seduction in her eyes, then disappeared into the changing room.
I exhaled slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. Damn, she looked incredible.
I stared at Stella's message again. What was I supposed to say? My fingers type
