Ethan's gaze settles on me and lingers, an intensity burning in his eyes that I can not bear to decipher now. Later, when this is all over, and I am alone in bed, I will undoubtedly spend hours pondering over its meaning.
But now, with his girlfriend by his side, I only take note of the way his black irises darkened slightly and that the casual, relaxed demeanor he had a moment ago shifted. His posture straightened, and there was a tautness to his jaw.
The corner of his mouth quirked up in a half-smile as his eyes scanned me slowly, taking in every detail, from the curve of my neck, down the slender lines of my silhouette in the black dress, and back up again. There was a predatory gleam in them, reminiscent of a wolf locked onto its prey.
It was a look of raw desire, as if he was see
