Mending Heart |18+|

Chapter 30

Secrets and Revelations

"There is no need to know the reason why everything happens the way it does. We never question the good, so we musn't question the bad. Just trust that what's meant to be happen, did, for a reason, and keep moving on." – Kylie Francis

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"Get up!" I chucked Ethan's shirt at him. He was currently laying on the bed, arms folded behind his head, and a sheet draped over his waist.

"Come back to bed." He pouted, cracking open one eye to take in my reaction.

"I am not coming back to bed!" I exclaimed. "There are five people upstairs waiting on cake – one of whom happens to be pregnant, and I honestly wouldn't put it past her to come looking for us soon."

"The cake is on the counter." He lazily replied, finally getting off the bed and reaching for his boxers.

"How are they supposed to know that?" I scoffed, pulling the zipper of my dress as far up as I possibly could on my own. "Help."

Ethan walked over to me and placed his hands on my waist. Tilting his head down, I felt his hot breath tickle my earlobe. "You're no fun." His actions heated my skin and quickened my heartbeat. Then, he slowly slid the zipper on the back of my dress all the way up before bending down to pick up his discarded clothes.

"That's not what you were saying ten minutes ago," I smirked over my shoulder as I slipped past him and into the bathroom. Although my hair was more frazzled than it was when I arrived and my lipstick was smudged, nothing else seemed out of place.

Maybe, just maybe no one would notice.

Who was I kidding? Of course, they were going to notice. We had been gone for more than thirty minutes. It wasn't going to take a genius to figure out what we were up to.

With one last glance in the mirror, I walked back into the bedroom to find Ethan leaning against the door frame, waiting for me. "If anyone asks what took so long, just tell them some of the frosting fell apart and we had to re-frost the cake," I said, my lame attempt at trying to find a reasonable explanation for our absence.

"Right –" He laughed, pulling the door shut behind him. "Like anyone is actually going to believe that."

"Doesn't matter if they believe it." I scoffed. "I'm not just going to admit we snuck downstairs to have sex! My sister is up there!"

"Whatever you say, Cupcake." He laughed, and I felt him playfully slap my ass as I walked up the stairs.

I knew I shouldn't have gone in front of him, I thought.

When the two of us walked back into the dining room, every single head turned to look at us. Sara had her arms folded across her chest and she was scowling. Adam, my sister, and Ashely shared a knowing look. Meanwhile, Jason was oblivious to the entire situation.

There was no doubt in my mind that they all knew why we took so long to come back, and I felt my face heat up a thousand degrees under their scrutinizing gaze.

"If I'm ever in the hospital dying," Sara growled, shooting daggers at Ethan. "You are definitely not going to be my first call."

"Please," Ethan scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You know I'd be there in a heartbeat."

It was Sara's turn to roll her eyes. It looked like she was going to say something else, but when Ethan placed a slice of cake in front of her, she closed her mouth and picked up a clean fork.