Shattered vows

gling from the memories of the night before. His arm was draped possessively over my waist, his breathing slow and steady against the back of my n

moment for him? Was I reading t

htened, pulling me closer. A lazy chuckle rumbled from his ch

Hazel," he murmured sleep

tenderness in his voice.

my skin. "Good, because I

f last night's fire. I turned to face him, my eyes meeting his deep, smoldering gaze. He looked different in

is?" My voice was ba

lect. But instead, he let out a slow exhale, his fingers threading thro

his words. But doubts still lingered. I knew his type-the kind of

and. Ethan groaned, rolling onto his back as I reached for it. My s

he hell are you

ly forgotten about her, about anyt

rawled, his eyes w

bably wondering why I d

o a smirk. "Tell he

ning a hand through my messy hair. "

as he pulled me back down. "Or... you could just stay h

best friend, and if I ignored her any longer

bing the sheets to wrap around m

his gaze darke

art pounding at the i

s head, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "Nothi

n't realized I was holdi

nt o

mind was a chaotic mess. Last night had been everything I h

portantly..

ready waiting, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. "S

hed.

as sharp, filled with something close to rese

lain what had happened, what was st

way he looked at you that night at the bar. And the

lse racing. "Then w

e Ethan don't change. He's gorgeous, rich, and charming-he doesn'

ered if she was right. Was I fooling m

r. But deep down, I kn

t to walk aw

ter th