Janet didn't think too much about it. She thought it was just a coincidence. She wouldn't have made the connection between Ethan and Brandon so easily.

After taking a quick cold shower, Ethan came out of the bathroom in a white T-shirt and loose track pants. Water was still dripping from his black hair, and his long narrow eyes drooped slightly.

Janet was still waiting for Brandon's reply when she felt somebody hug her from behind. The familiar scent of mint wafted to her nose, which comforted her.

"Done so soon?" Janet asked feebly, shifting uncomfortably in his arms.

"Weren't you waiting for me?" Ethan smiled. He withdrew his arms and dried his black hair with a towel, staring at her lazily.

Janet's face flushed and she immediately tried to defend herself. "I wasn't waiting for you. Anyway, you should check your phone since it lit up twice now. I think you got a few texts."

Unhurried, Ethan leaned over and nibbled on her earlobe affectionately.

His stubbles tickled her. "Hey, stop! You phone... Do you need me to get it for you?" Under his touch, goose bumps formed on the back of his neck, so Janet pulled away quickly to get his phone.

But as soon as she tried to stand up, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist from behind, shackling her to the sofa.

"Stop it! Just give me a minute, will you?" Janet's watery eyes were as wide as saucers. She thought that Ethan was going to try to kiss her again. While the thought gave her butterflies, she still felt shy around him. Plus, there was some business she had to take care of first.




















"What's on your mind? Why's your face so red?" Ethan pinched her cheek playfully.

Glancing at his phone on the table lazily, he asked, "Who are you texting anyway?"

"Oh, just Brandon Larson. He was the one who invited us to the party. Thanks to him, I had the opportunity to teach Fiona and Jocelyn a lesson today." As she spoke, Janet typed out another text to Brandon to express her gratitude. Ethan observed her quietly, taking note of her swollen lips from his biting earlier.

Then, he stood up and turned on all the lights in the room, flooding the apartment with light.

Just then, his phone lit up again.

"Who keeps texting you so late at night?" Janet eyed Ethan's phone curiously. But she didn't connect the dots, thinking it was just a coincidence.

"The owner of the convenience store asked me to come in and restock the store tomorrow." Ethan picked up his phone and saw that Janet had sent texts to his business account, which was Brandon's. After a quick glance, he put away his phone.

Simultaneously, Janet saw that the messages she had sent to Brandon had been read, but he didn't reply.

Under her breath, she muttered, "Huh? Why didn't he reply?"
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