Chapter 4

Ethan froze, and his face burned even hotter.

An opportunity like this wasn't going to be wasted.

Every trick he'd refused me before, I was going to collect on now, one at a time.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and then he moved.

His hands came up and went to his buttons.

One button, two, three.

First, the smooth line of his neck, then the sharp edge of his collarbone.

Then the hard chest.

And then the abs, everyone cut clean.

Ethan had always been religious about the gym, and his body had never once slipped.

A year later,…