“Just go upstairs to your room, you won’t like what you’ll hear!” He roared, his hands trailing through his short strands of hair, which laid in disarray at the top, giving him those bad boy looks.

But Ethan wasn’t a boy. No, he was nothing like a boy, instead, he was a full blown man in all areas.

“Try me.

Tell me what it is, Ethan.

Tell me…I can handle it,” I said with boldness, my deep blue eyes holding contact with his ...