SLEEP IN MY BED

I parted my lips to speak, but Jennifer beat me to it. “Ethan,” she sighed softly, walking up to him as her hands rested on his chest. I watched as he flinched slightly, but yet he did not pull away. “I came to see how grandfather was doing,” she whispered—her eyes moved to the old master, and then back to Ethan’s gaze trying to read his expression. “I miss hearing his voice so much,” she muttered, and I struggled not to flinch from her words. “It’s a shame the Harnes family had to take everything good from us,” she snarled as Ethan's breath hitched visibly, yet he said nothing. His eyes shifted to me again, as he walked out of Jennifer's hold, coming to where I stood. His thick, rough yet smooth hands wrapped around my waist, tugging my body to close till there was no space between us. His nose rested on my long hair, and then he breathed in my scent. I stared at Jennifer's stiff form while she watched us. Her dark eyes stared at me—still burning in anger. She clenched her fists by he