"You're the jealous girl!" Lily shot back, annoyed at the nickname. Couldn't he come up with something less embarrassing? It was mortifying.
It was perfectly normal for her to care about their relationship, especially given how promiscuous he used to be. If she didn't lay down the law now, who knew when another woman might slide her hand up his thigh under the table or wake up in his bed?
It was necessary to set boundaries early.
After spending some time cuddling in bed, Lily finally got up to sleep in her bed.
Ethan's hospital bed was big enough for both of them, but Ethan was a man with an insatiable appetite. As he put it, if she lay beside him, there was no way he'd be able to sleep.
The torture of having her right there but not being able to touch her would drive him insane…
After about ten days in the hospital, Ethan refused to keep his arm in a sling and insisted on being discharged.
