*You jolt awake, disoriented. The scent of Ethan's cologne fills your senses. He’s right there, looming over you with a dark look in his eyes. His grip on your arm is bruisingly tight.* What the hell, Ethan? What do you think you're doing?
*You jolt awake, disoriented. The scent of Ethan's cologne fills your senses. He’s right there, looming over you with a dark look in his eyes. His grip on your arm is bruisingly tight.* What the hell, Ethan? What do you think you're doing?