Mafia Girl

/Two/

/Megan/
I got up and walked towards the door but I was quickly pulled back.

Me: What?

Ethan: I told you you're not leaving.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to come face-to-face with Ethan. I looked into his cold, hard, emotionless eyes.

Me: You know, you really need to get some other emotions.

Ethan: And you need to drop the attitude.

I smirked at him.

Me: Well can I at least make a phone call?

Ethan: Why?

Me: Because I need to.

Ethan: Fine but I'm calling the number. What's the number?

Me: ***-***-****

Ethan handed me the phone and Jason answered.

Jason/ Where the fuck are you?
Megan/ It's a long story.
Jason/ Well What is it?
Megan/ ^Ethan shakes his head^ Well I can't technically tell you but I'm ok.
Jason/ Megan are you sure?
Megan/ Yes I'm sure.
Jason/ Ok call me if you need anything.
Megan/ I will.

I hung up the phone and gave it to Ethan.

Ethan: Who was that?

Me: My friend.

Ethan: So do you have a boyfriend?

Me: No. Why?

Ethan: Just asking.

Me: So where am I sleeping?

Ethan: I have an extra bedroom you can sleep in. Follow me.

I nodded and followed Ethan. He brought me to a room and opened the door. I walked in then turned around to face him.

Me: I don't have any clothes to wear.

Ethan walked out the door and I waited for him. He came back in holding a shirt. Ethan threw it at me and I caught it.

Ethan: Wear that and I'll get you clothes tomorrow.

Me: Ok bye

He laughed and walked out the door. Once we was gone I got dressed. Then I laid down.

/Next Morning/

I woke expecting to be at Jason's house but I quickly remembered I wasn't. I got out of the bed and walked towards the door and opened it.

I walked down the hallway and came to what I think is the kitchen. When I walked in a little farther I saw Ethan cooking and his shirt was off. Holy fuck.

I stood there and watched him. I saw how his back mussels flexed when he moved his arms a certain way. He just looked so fucking hot.

I stood there for a couple more minutes until he turned around. I looked down and blushed.

Ethan: Take a picture.

Me: As if I ever would.

Ethan: No need to play dumb Megan. Even if I didn't see you, your face gives it all away.

I rolled my eyes and walked towards the table.

Me: So what are cooking?

Ethan: Food

Me: What kind of food dumbass?

Ethan: Breakfast food.