Ethan sat in the study, surrounded by the familiar scent of old books and the soft glow of lamplight, a laptop on his desk untouched. He leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together as he stared into the flames dancing in the fireplace.
His mind was a thousand miles away, lost in thought as he replayed the events of the past few days. Henry was definitely happy and impressed with Bella but who wouldn't be, even himself was finding himself wanting to be around her and protect her from the world. The kiss he shared with Bella last night still lingered on his lips, the memory of her touch igniting a fire within him. The way she welcomed his kiss, the way she clumsily tried to kiss him back made him chuckle-she was so innocent in every way.
