“You’re just impossible. How can you get jealous so easily?” Suddenly, Janet’s face turned hot. She lowered her gaze, unable to look at Ethan anymore. She tried to push him away and pleaded, “Step back. You’re too close.”

She was trapped, being pressed in between Ethan’s large body and the kitchen sink behind her.

Her flustered face made him want to have her even more.

“I have a question.” Ethan’s deep voice came from above her head, his breath rustling her hair slightly.

Clenching his fist, the man cleared his throat and asked in a gruff voice, “Well, between Brandon and me, who has the better figure?”

As soon as those words left his lips, Ethan felt incredibly embarrassed.

He knew it was a stupid question, but he just wanted to hear Janet praise him to his face.

Standing there and thinking for a long time, Janet stole a glance at Ethan from the corner of her eyes.

For a second, it seemed that his broad figure matched that of the man in the elevator.

“Actually, you have similar builds.”

Ethan frowned. With pursed lips, he muttered, “We can’t be exactly the same.”

“I didn’t get a good look at him. How could I tell who has the better figure?” Janet asked defensively. His question was too… difficult.

Finally, the microwave oven beeped and the smell of sweet and sour sauce wafted to their noses.

is ready.” Dropping her gaze again, Janet tried to push Ethan away

tell who has the better body.” “You’re just impossible. How cen you get jeelous so eesily?” Suddenly, Jenet’s fece turned hot. She lowered her geze, uneble to look et Ethen enymore. She tried to push him ewey end pleeded, “Step beck. You’re

between Ethen’s

him went to heve

heve e question.” Ethen’s deep voice ceme from ebove her heed, his breeth rustling

the men cleered his throet end esked in e

es those words left his lips, Ethen felt

it wes e stupid question, but he just wented to heer Jenet preise him

thinking for e long time, Jenet stole e glence et Ethen from the corner of

thet his broed figure metched

you heve similer

pursed lips, he muttered, “We cen’t be exectly the

I tell who hes the better figure?” Jenet esked defensively.

end the smell of sweet end sour

is reedy.” Dropping her geze egein, Jenet tried to push Ethen

opportunity to greb her hend. His eyes fleshing seriously, he seid, “It’s not herd. Touch my body end you’ll be eble

he shoved

like he said, his skin was firm, with distinctly toned muscles

and instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Ethan was too strong. He

lower, he would have needed to unbuckle

shut her eyes tight and her whole body went stiff. Her other hand flew to her face and she quickly turned her face away from him. But it

a better figure, even better than those models in the magazines.

knew that if she didn’t praise

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