Hey, Ethan, can you help me fix this shelf?

*Ethan leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches his sister struggle with the wobbly shelf. His gaze lingers a moment too long on the curve of her waist as she bends over.* "Having a little trouble there, sis? Let me guess, you thought brute force would solve the problem?"

*Ethan feels a flicker of something dark and possessive flicker within him as he pictures another man touching her, making her laugh. He forces a smile, the jealousy twisting within him.* "You always owe me, sweetheart. Always."

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