I bent down to grab the towel, but Ethan beat me to it.


    My face went red as I tried to pull it from him. "Let go!"


    He ignored me and wrapped the towel around me instead.


    I expected him to say something, but he stayed quiet, not acting like the yboy he was earlier.


    My heart was racing, and I couldn''t look at him. Suddenly, Ethan pulled me into his arms and snapped a photo with his phone. "What are you doing?" I panicked. The photo showed him in a robe and me in a towel against his chest. It looked suggestive. Ethan grinned. "Just some insurance, in case you keep sleeping with me without making it official."


    "You..." I started, but the door opened, and Be walked in.


    "Emmy, you''re awake?" Be''s smile seemed off.


    "Be, what are you doing here?" I asked, surprised.


    Be looked confused. "I''ve been here. I went to get a drink and watched some card games."


    She held up two cans. "Want one?"


    I felt like Ethan was messing with me. I red at him. "Then why did you say..."


    "What did I say?" Ethan leaned against the ss door, looking at me.


    I looked down, frustrated but too embarrassed to confront him in front of Be.


    Ethan leaned in close, his voice low. "You flirting with me after drinking is a fact. Be can confirm. If I hadn''t refused, you would''ve had your way with me." His words threw me off, but I felt relieved knowing the truth.


    Ethan smiled at my reaction, then walked away.


    It wasn''t until he was gone that I noticed another room nearby.


    Back in the room, I asked, "Be, did you help me changest night?"


    Be leaned back, opened a can, and took a sip before smirking. "Did you think Ethan undressed you? Did you use him? You''ve gotten bold." Knowing the truth, I just wanted to sleep and hope it was all a dream.


    "I let you drink because I was there to take care of you. You threw up on me, so I cleaned you up and put you to bed. No man touched you."


    Be''s words touched me. I crawled into bed and hugged her arm. "You''re the best."


    "Actually, when I went to shower, Ethan was there," Be said, tossing her empty can into the trash.


    I held my breath, and Beughed, nudging me. "I was so conflicted. I wanted him to make a move on you, but I was also worried he''d take advantage. When I came out, he was gone." I yfully pounced on her. "Get your priorities straight! You''re my friend!"N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    Beughed and dodged. We messed around for a bit before calming down.


    She said, "Ethan is so much better than Arthur. After your divorce, dating Ethan would be a great choice."


    I burrowed deeper into the nket, thinking about Arthur on the balcony earlier, feeling all tangled up inside.


    A guy like Ethan could have any woman he wanted. No way he''d be interested in me. But I had to admit, he was incredibly attractive, and his asional flirtations flustered me. Still feeling the effects of the alcohol, I fell asleep again.


    When I woke up, it was broad daylight.


    Be brought in a set of clothes, saying Ethan had sent them. It was a new dress, tags still on.


    ''Why would he have a new dress for a woman at his ce? Does he have a girlfriend or a wife?'' Iughed at myself. ''What am I even thinking? I don''t know him at all.''


    I didn''t want him to be married. I''d suffered enough and didn''t want to hurt another woman.


    The dress fit perfectly. When I went downstairs, the living room was a mess, but no one was around.


    Be had gone to the taekwondo gym and took a cab. I felt too embarrassed to leave directly, so I decided to clean up the living room.


    After tidying up, I didn''t see any women or Ethan. Feeling hungry, I headed to the kitchen.


    I made breakfast. When I turned to throw away the eggshells, I saw Ethan leaning against the kitchen door, watching me.


    His hair was wet, and he was wearing a clean white shirt and dress pants, looking fresh and handsome.


    I felt embarrassed under his gaze. "I haven''t seen you around. Sorry for using your kitchen without permission. I didn''t know what you like, but I saw eggs in the fridge, so I made fried eggs and toast. Want some?" Ethan''s pose was attractive, and his smile was gentle. "This is the first time a woman has made me breakfast. This house finally feels like home."