My eyes flutter and I figure that someone was caressing my cheek with their fingers. Once I open my vision, I see Ethan laying right in front of me, watching me carefully.
“Morning, Ms May.”
“I long was I asleep?”
“14 hours.”
Ethan takes my hand and kisses it. His soft lips calmed me even more. I said nothing further, and I curled up in his body, asking him to cover mine. He pulls me even closer to him and wraps his arms around my waist.
“You feeling okay?” He asks in a soothing voice.
“Honestly, I don’t know.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“I don’t know, I....”
I hid my head in his chest, not wanting to believe what I experienced last night. If it wasn’t for Ethan, I would have ended up dead of high right now. He knew I didn’t want to talk about it and he didn’t force me to. We
