Ethan's POV

It wasn’t my intention to stare. I honestly don’t know how it happened. I was in the kitchen, pouring myself a well deserved glass of whiskey. I told myself it might be nice if Mia joined me and we could talk about life and perhaps sit out on the balcony to enjoy the view of the city for a while.

I walked down the hall to my guest bedroom where Mia was staying and noticed that her door was cracked just a hair. I peeked through the small opening to ...