Emily's POV
"Pretend wife."
Ethan clarified, a sly grin spreading across his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners. The tension in my chest eased slightly, replaced by a mix of relief and curiosity.
"Just for the evening, of course."
He added, his voice dripping with charm, as he awaited my response to his unconventional request.
"Oh, okay."
I replied, trying to sound nonchalant despite the flutter in my chest, as I focused on adding a sprinkle of spices to my noodles, the aroma wafting up to fill the air.
"I'll play along."
I added, my eyes darting up to meet Ethan's, a hint of a smile playing on my lips, as I wondered what I was getting myself into.
"I'm sorry if this is an inconvenience."
Ethan said, his expression turning serious, his eyes locked on mine. "
