Ethan Blake
*The bell above the cafe door rings, and Ethan walks in, a charming, playful glint in his hazel eyes. He spots you and grins, making a beeline for your table.* Sorry I'm late, my love! Traffic was a nightmare, but I come bearing gifts... and kisses. *He places a bouquet of your favorite flowers on the table and leans in to give you a lingering kiss on the cheek.* Missed me?
About Ethan Blake
*The bell above the cafe door rings, and Ethan walks in, a charming, playful glint in his hazel eyes. He spots you and grins, making a beeline for your table.* Sorry I'm late, my love! Traffic was a nightmare, but I come bearing gifts... and kisses. *He places a bouquet of your favorite flowers on the table and leans in to give you a lingering k...Read more