~~Ethel~~
“You’re going to be my fiancée.”
I nearly choked on my own saliva, clamping my lips and covering my mouth to prevent the catastrophe. But my wide eyes stared back at Keanu.
“Are you okay?” Keanu questioned, his brows pulled together in confusion, like he didn’t just say the most insane thing to me.
Picking up the glass of water he had set on the table earlier, I took a generous sip, then set it back down.
“I’m fine,” I nodded. “But I’m not sure I heard you right.”
Keanu braced his hand on the edge of the kitchen island, making no attempt to step back from me.
He was so tall that I was eye level with his sinfully toned chest and abs. Just a little flick of my eyes downward, and I could see the prominent curve of his d**k bulging through the towel.
“Eyes up here, Ethel.” Kn
