Both Ethan and Stella froze in embarrassment when Noah walked in on them.
The position they were caught in was far too suggestive, leaving plenty of room for the imagination to run wild.
Stella shoved him away, quickly sat up, and smoothed down her messy hair.
Ethan's face flushed with equal parts embarrassment and irritation. Staring at the closed door, he muttered under his breath, "What's the point of knocking if you're just going to walk right in?"
He conveniently forgot that Noah had always done exactly that, and neither of them had ever considered it a problem before.
"Shameless."
Stella stood up and glared at him. "Are you leaving or not?"
"Where to?"
Ethan remained slouched on the couch, his mind still slightly hazy.
In all his years alive, he swore he had never been this
