He was warm, and smelled just like Ethan. He smelled like his sheets, his hair, his clothes— the exact smell that made her feel so relieved.
She released him, and looked back at Dominic and Laura who were looking at them, before taking Ethan's hand, and leading the way to his room.
“What happened to your face? Did he hit you?” Ethan asked, the very moment they were in the room, and she shook her head, closing the door.
“He didn't hit me. A couple of women who were jealous hit me, but George already did worse to them. Gosh, I'm so glad to be back.” She sat on his bed, and an instant heavy sigh overtook her as the flash of Dominic and Lauren having s*x on his office seat plagued her.
Slowly, her bright look turned dark, while Ethan took out his first-aid box.
“You okay?” He asked as
