Ethan Gray

"Florence, no! That's not how you make sushi!" I yelled at the black haired and tan skin beauty that was standing behind the kitchen island. She is making a total mess out of my beautiful kitchen by mixing all ingredients together on a bamboo mat.

"But Ethan, what are we going to eat?" She asked, pouting her plump lips as she looked at me helplessly. "I'm starving. I did not eat at the airport."

"Get dressed, we're going out." I ...