Chapter 986
"Who said I wanted your sacrifice? I've changed my mind—go sleep on Felix's couch!" Vivian turned her face away, deliberately avoiding Ethan's dangerously attractive physique.
Ethan deliberately moved closer, his deep voice laced with amusement. "Vivian, are you blushing?"
"Who's blushing? I've seen more male models than you can imagine, many with better bodies than yours!"
"Oh?" Ethan chuckled instead of taking offense. "Which models have you seen, Vivian?"
Rather than being angry, he proudly flexed his sculpted torso.
Vivian was so irritated she wanted to smack him away. Instead, she yanked the blanket over herself, cocooning tightly.
Moments later, she felt the mattress dip as Ethan slid under the covers, his warm body pressing against hers.
"You didn't even dry your hair before getting into bed?" Vivian abruptly threw the blanket off.
"Didn't want the hair dryer to disturb you."
"I napped this afternoon—I'm wide awake now. Go dry your hair immediately. Don't get my pillow wet."
"If it gets wet, I'll replace it tomorrow."
"Do it now!"
A glint of amusement flashed in Ethan's eyes. "Vivian, are you worried about me?"
"I'm worried about the pil—"
Before she could finish, Ethan closed the distance, capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
Vivian's eyes widened, staring at his devastatingly perfect face up close.
The fresh mint from his toothpaste lingered between them as the kiss deepened—dominant yet tender, making her instinctively shiver.
Ethan cradled the back of her head with one hand while the other traced slow circles along her waist. A tingling sensation shot through her, and she tried to pull away, only to be held tighter in his arms.
When they finally broke apart, both were breathless.
Ethan reluctantly released her, his gaze darkening as he took in her flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and dazed eyes. He swallowed hard, forcing down his rising desire.
"Vivian," he murmured hoarsely, "why did you suddenly visit Annika? Was it about Liam?"
Vivian stiffened, surprised he had guessed so accurately.