Chapter 2
Sophie snatched up a pillow from the bed and threw it straight at my chest, her face breaking into that bold grin of hers even as she shouted, “Ethan, get the hell out of here, you pervert,” but there was no real anger in her tone, more like amusement mixed with surprise.
Bella twisted around fast, her arms coming up to cover her chest, her face turning a deep red that spread all the way down her neck, her eyes wide open but not mad, just shocked, and they held on mine for a beat longer than they should have before she looked away, her breathing coming quicker now.
I backed up quickly, my own face heating up as this rush of embarrassment hit me, but not before that sight of them burned itself into my brain, their matching curves hitting me in different ways, Sophie’s confident
