Ethan followed Riley’s sister down the hallway and into her bedroom. She closed the door behind them, then turned to face him with an uneasy expression.
For several seconds, neither of them spoke.
Ethan slipped his hands into his pockets. “You wanted to talk to me?”
She nodded, looking away.
“Yes. There’s something I need to tell you.”
“I’m listening.”
She took a deep breath, struggling to find the right words. “About what happened between us this morning…”
Ethan’s expression changed slightly. “What about it?”
She looked at him, guilt written all over her face. “I’ve been feeling terrible ever since. I know we made a mistake, and I don’t want it to happen again.”
He remained silent.
“I shouldn’t have allowed it,” she continued. “You’re my sister’s husband, Ethan. Whatever problem
