Chapter 19

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"Ethan, where are we even going?" I asked as I applied my makeup in the bathroom mirror, while he stood at the doorway watching me.

"Somewhere cool," he kept it bland and I laughed.

"But where?"

He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest as he watched me more intently. "Somewhere I don't think you've been before."

"Hmm..." I jokingly tapped my chin with my finger and looked at the ceiling. "Australia?"

He shook his head and laughed. "No, no, not there."

After a few more minutes of small talk between the two of us and me finishing my makeup, I could officially call my look (all except for the shoes) done. Ethan told Spencer bye and grabbed his keys.

"Now can you tell me where we're going?" I stuck out my lower lip and he laughed. He rested his hand on my upper thigh and I tensed, but let it be.

"We're going to the Santa Monica Pier."

I gasped "No way!"

"Yes way! And you can do whatever you want and buy whatever you want I'll pay for it." He smiled at me and I shook my head.

"Ethan... you're amazing..." I felt like bursting into happy tears right then and there. "Thank you so, so much."

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