Nicole Vargas

"We are just staying for a week not five months." Ethan entered our room and stared at all my clothes scattered on the floor and bed. The room was a mess. My thong was hanging on the bedpost and my bra was on the doorknob. "You don't need three suitcases and two carry-ons."

"But I need to have options." I hold up a pink blouse I didn't know I had. "Do you think this pink blouse will make me look fat?"

Ethan raised his ...