A movement left Ethan Laurent clearly a bit surprised. He stared at her for a while, his arms tightened around her, and his lips seemed to press together lightly.
One hand pressed against her head, taking control, his lips covered hers again.
Summer Ford stood on her tiptoes a bit higher, her body leaning into his embrace, and Ethan Laurent took the opportunity to hold her.
Their actions were unexpectedly in sync.
Ethan Laurent's nose pressed against hers as he kissed her. Perhaps feeling a bit awkward, he held her and strode into the bedroom.
Once inside, he closed the door with a nudge of his toe and pushed her back onto the large bed...
When the room calmed down, it was several hours later.
Ethan Laurent turned his head to look at Summer Ford, who was nearly asleep beside him, his gaze fixed on her face, deep and profound.
