Page 128 of Ethan's Sky

“You were supposed to regret it. You were supposed to wake up and realize this was all a mistake and move on. You don’t even like me Ethan! How could you seriously believe I could be yours, when you’ve seen me as enemy number one all this time?” Tears are streaming down my face, and it only serves to piss me off even more. “Please let me go. Let me get over you and we can both move on, because I am so fucking tired of crying, of hurting all the time.”

Ethan’s movements still. His head comes up, his gaze meeting mine. He’s scowling, looking at me incredulously.

“You want me to regret it?”

“Don’t you?”

Pushing his hips into mine, his hard cock pushing against my clit from behind his jeans. “No! I don’t fucking regret it! I want you Sky! I’ve always wanted you! I know about Emily and the mess she got herself into. I know all about the Matthews fucker and how Ghost helped hide the evidence and sent you away to keep the club and you from going to jail. I know that you called Vincenzo to sneak you out of the clubhouse because you’re terrified that what we have between us is a fluke and isn’t going to last. But I don’t care about any of that shit anymore.” He leans in placing his forehead against mine, closing his eyes as he takes a few deep breathes.

“I fucked up. I know I did. But so did you, Sky.” I move to turn my head, but Ethan’s hand comes up, his finger and thumb trapping my chin between them. “No. You should’ve come to me. You should’ve told me when you figured out Emily was an addict. I would’ve come home to help her. Hell, if you’d told me about Chase, I would’ve come to helpyou!”

“That’s exactly why Ididn’ttell you.!”

His head snaps back so hard you’d think I slapped him.

“Explain.” I hate the torment I see in his eyes. Torment that I’ve caused. Placing my hands on his chest, I tell him the truth.

“I didn’t know Emily was addicted to drugs. As far as I knew she had been drinking and partying, but I didn’t know exactly what all that entailed. I knew she was dating Chase, but Emily never stayed with anyone for longer than a few weeks so I figured it would burn out like the rest of them, and then she would stop all the crazy behavior. When she started pulling away from me, I was concerned, but in all honesty, I had been pulling away from her too.” I take a deep breath, placing my forehead on his shoulder, not wanting to see the disappointment in his eyes when I tell him the rest.

“I had been sick and feeling tired for a couple of weeks. I hadn’t been going to school or if I did, I came straight home afterward and fell asleep on the couch. At first, I thought I was fighting of a flu bug, but then I realized I’d missed my period. When I went to the doctor to confirm my suspicions, the first person I called was Emily. Only, her words were slurred and slow, she didn’t sound like herself.

“There was loud music playing in the background, what sounded like a party was in full effect. When I asked where she was, that I needed to see her right away, she told me she would call me later and hung up.”

“I was angry and hurt. I didn’t talk to her for nearly two weeks, but she had Chase and her new friends. She didn’t seem to really notice my absence.”

Ethan shuts the water off and carries me out of the shower, wrapping me up in a towel before carrying me back into my bedroom and setting me on the bed.

“What are you doing?”

“Don’t move.” Ethan points a finger in my face. “The water was getting cold, and you were shivering. I figured we should come in here and get you warm to finish this conversation. Now, I need to get out of these wet clothes, but I want to hear the rest. So, don’t move off this bed.”

“I should get dressed too, then.”

“No.”

“Why?”

Ethan crowds my space, forcing me to lean back on my hands, getting nose to nose with me. “Because you’re less likely to run off on me if you’re naked.”

My mouth gapes open, but Ethan closes it with his finger, kissing me on the forehead as he stands. “Sit your ass still, Sunshine. Can you do that?”

I bristle a little at his tone but decide I don’t have it in me to fight anymore. I want to tell him everything. To finally free myself of the burden and then Ethan can walk away, and I won’t feel bad about keeping secrets from him. My conscience will be clear, and I’ll be able to move on, eventually.

Sure, you will.

I watch as Ethan reaches into a black duffle bag I hadn’t noticed before at the foot of the bed. He pulls off his wet jeans, his ass on full display.

“You don’t wear underwear?” I didn’t mean to say it out loud, but apparently Ethan’s naked body has short circuited my brain-to-mouth filter.

Ethan, chuckles pulling on a pair of grey sweatpants, sans underwear.

“They’re restrictive. And since I can’t seem to be around you without being constantly hard, it seemed like underwear would only get in the way. This way, my dick has room to breathe and…” He smiles, wiggling his eyebrows. “I can get to your sweet pussy faster.”

I roll my eyes. “Cocky asshole.”

“What happened with you and Emily? You told me she knew about the pregnancy. When did you finally call to tell her?”

My shoulders droop as I let out a long sigh. Ethan kneels on the floor in front of me, his hands rubbing my thighs through the towel offering his warmth and strength.

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