"You stay quiet," she hissed, as she brushed past him, stalking to the door. She opened the door, careful to keep him hidden from view as she spoke to the intruder in hushed tones.
Ethan's cell vibrated against his thigh and he dug it out of his pants pocket. He frowned when he read the caller id, then answered the call.
"What's up Marc?"
"You sly dog you," Marcus' amused voice boomed over the speaker. "Why didn't you tell me you were going to take my advice?"
"What the hell you talking about?" Ethan asked, in no mood for banter, not when the woman he had been so close to f*****g senseless, stood just a few feet away, still wearing that useless towel. Damn Carlos and his rotten timing.
"Come on dude, I'm talking about the Gosling chick," Marcus replied. "It's all over the papers and l
