Ethan's POV
I cracked my eyes open as sunlight streamed through the windows. My arm felt numb, pinned beneath Hannah's sleeping form. On my other side, Stella's hair tickled my chest as she breathed softly against my skin. The digital clock on the nightstand blinked 6:03 AM.
The events of last night flooded back, making me grin. Our clothes lay scattered across the floor like breadcrumbs leading to the bed. My free hand traced lazy circles on Stella's bare shoulder while I tried to figure out how to extract my trapped arm without waking Hannah.
"Mmm," Hannah mumbled in her sleep, snuggling closer and effectively crushing my arm further.
I stifled a laugh. Here I was, sandwiched between two gorgeous naked women, and all I could think about was getting feeling back in my fingers. Talk ab
