**TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains sexual situations not intended to be read by young readers. **
Adea
I love him. Ethan wasn’t perfect but neither was I. The decision he made today would haunt us for a while if not forever. I didn’t even want to think about what needed to happen later.
The walk back to the room was a blur. When we left the meeting room and got into the car and when we got back to the packhouse he shot into my room in a blur of speed and threw the door closed behind us as my heart thundered with this mournful kind of panic.
My mind was a mess of thoughts and all I wanted was to taste Ethan and feel his arms around me. I was surprised as his lips smashed against mine and I welcomed the distraction and the warmth it brought me.
I wanted to make his pain easier to bear. I matched his pace and kissed him back with the same urgency. His hands gripped my hips and held me in place as he kissed and sucked on my neck.
