I stare at Ethan, who’s staring at me. The tension in the air was increasing by seconds. I couldn't think of a way to make this better.
I could almost listen to my heartbeat now. But the looks on Ethan’s wasn't irritated or disappointed but they were neutral. He was just standing there and reading me carefully.
“I...UH...”
He knew I was getting nervous and nothing I could say right now will help. So Ethan just walks up to me and brushes my hair.
“I know about your connection with Jonathan Ramsey, Ms May.”
“And you’re not afflicted by it?” I ask.
Ethan chuckled and cups my face, kissing my forehead softly.
“You can go over to any guy you want, Ms May. You’re a free woman. But know that, in the end. You’ll be ending up with me. “
I widen my eyes at his answer. I’ve seen no man this c
