Part 3: He's a great kisser.

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The next morning, I feel nervous. I have to tell Ethan whether I like him or not.

Once I go downstairs and make breakfast I see Ethan sitting on the sofa, shirtless but with grey sweats on, sipping on a cup of coffee.

"How'd you sleep?" He says, smiling as I go to sit next to him.

"Okay thanks, you?"

"Yeah, okay. It would've been nice to cuddle something other then my pillow though." He laughs.

"Well maybe tonight you can." I say, smiling hoping he gets the hint by me saying that, it mean's I like him.

All of a sudden as I sit down next to him, he grabs my face kissing me softly at first and then with passion, like he's been waiting to do it for years.

He gently slides his tounge into my mouth as I do so as well. And then we break the kiss, stare at each other and he gets on top of me. I don't know if I'm ready to have sex just yet though.


But instead he plants a kiss on my forehead and grabs hold of me taking me to my bed room. He throws me gently on my bed and grabs a blanket and puts it over me.


"Now we watch netflix and chill. Not the dirty kind though, the cute kind. I'll go make some popcorn." He says, eagerly.
Wow, I never knew Ethan was such good boyfriend material.

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