“Are you okay, Fiona?” He asks again, letting his hands rest on my thighs. I flinch at the touch which makes him pull back.
His eyes flash to that slightly yellow color as he growls again and steps back. He holds his hands up, and I nod silently, unsure what to say.
“No, tell me. Give me the words or I swear I’ll go crazy,” he growls.
“I-I’m fine, just shaken,” I tell him. I was scared, but with him here, there’s nothing to fear.
Reaching out, I take both of his hands and tug him forward. Ethan lets me guide him between my legs and watches as I lay his hands on my thighs. Little pleasurable and comforting tingles spread through my body from his touch, making me sigh.
I don’t know what it is, but the moment he touches me, everything else falls away.
“I’m okay, Ethan. Thank you,”
