~~KEANU~~
Fucking gorgeous.
That was my first thought the moment I woke up and became aware of Ethel.
She was curled against me, her body fitted to mine like she'd been made to be there. Her hair was splayed across my chest. Her breathing was slow and even, her lips slightly parted.
She looked peaceful. Gorgeous. But that was nothing new. She always looked gorgeous, even when she was angry, even when she was throwing my own words back in my face with that defiant spark in her eyes.
Watching her sleep was dangerously becoming one of my favourite things. But this time, it was different.
Just like last night had been different.
Keanu Martell did not f**k women without a condom. It wasn't even a rule I had to think about anymore. It was instinct. A line I'd drawn years ago and never cro
