Chapter 7Ethan took a quick shower, brushed his teeth, and put on a pair of gray striped pajama bottoms Hazel had gotten him for his birthday when he’d complained about his apartment being cold.
He’d turned on a news channel on the TV before he went to shower, and they were reporting the normal depressing things. With a groan, he stretched out on the bed and grabbed his phone. A quick glance at his emails, then he’d sleep.
He didn’t get far before there was a knock on the door. For a moment, he imagined Lisa standing outside, needing help with a zipper. It had happened before, but he crushed the idea. She’d have called him and demanded he come to her room.
With a suppressed moan, he got out of bed and walked the six steps he needed to be able to reach the door. Opening it, he stared at
