Ethan’s POV

The room was quiet except for the steady beep of the monitor and the faint shuffle of the nurse outside. Gray was propped up in bed, looking far too comfortable for someone who’d just had surgery.

The moment Katelyn left, he turned his head toward me with that lazy smirk of his. “Well,” he drawled, “looks like I’m stuck with you.”

I pulled the chair closer to his bed, ignoring the bait. “Do you need anything?”

“Oh, since you’re offering…” His grin widened. ...