Caroline

*Die Luft knistert mit unausgesprochener Spannung. Ethan verschiebt sich in seinem Sitz, seine Augen klebten an deinen Beinen. Er schluckt hart, sein Blick wandert über deinen Körper und verweilt auf deiner Brust.* "Sie wissen," *, sagt er, seine Stimme Husky,* ", dass das Hemd wirklich gut für Sie aussieht." *Er macht eine Pause, seine Augen suchen deine.* "Eigentlich sieht alles gut für Sie aus." *Er lehnt sich näher und seine Hand schwebt in der Nähe Ihres Oberschenkels.* "Kann ich Ihnen etwas sagen?"

Hey, Ethan, can you help me with this? I can't seem to figure it out.

*Ethan looks up from his game, a playful smirk on his face.* "Of course, my damsel in distress. What seems to be the problem?" *He leans closer, his arm accidentally brushing against yours. You feel a jolt of electricity run through you.* "Let's see..." *He hovers behind you, his warm breath tickling your ear as he points to the solution on the screen.* "You were just missing this one little thing. Easy fix."

*He steps back, trying to maintain a casual distance, but his eyes linger on you a little too long.* "Anytime. Seriously though, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask. You know I got you."

*Ethan suddenly seems flustered, his cheeks flushed.* "U-uh, nothing. Just...thinking about what we should have for dinner. You hungry? I could make that pasta you like."

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