“Jayson’s too smitten by her. Richard’s too fucking far away to be here for her. Who else is
there?”
“Ethan, I—”
“No. I get it.” He sighed. “Can I try getting creative before resorting to full-on sex? I feel like I
can handle it as long as I don’t have to cross that line.”
Chase stared. “Are you sure?”
“No. But keeping some sort of boundary has worked for you and me. Why wouldn’t it with
Sabrina?”
“What if she needs more?” Chase asked quietly.
Ethan swallowed. “We’ll cross that bridge if we get to it.”
Arguing would do no good and might push him over the edge. “Okay.”
Ethan gave a tight smile. “When are you getting married?”
“Richard said they’d extend the deadline a week or two once we’re engaged since there isn’t time
before the end of the year.”
“Okay.” He closed his eyes and sighed, then he shook his head and gave a bitter laugh. “Now I’m
fucking horny. If you weren’t drunk, I’d go to the Manor and use the girls there.” He glanced at his
bedroom door and then at Sabrina’s. “Guess my hand’ll get a workout tonight.”
Chase shrugged. “Jayson’s drunk. Fuck him and you don’t have to leave. At the bar, he was
bitching about his virginity growing back.” Ethan didn’t have feelings for Jayson and could keep it
casual, unlike between the two of them.
“You wanna join?”
“I’d—” Chase shook his head. “I haven’t told Sabrina about my past with you. Or Jayson.”
“You gonna tell her?”
“I need to. Just don’t know how to bring it up. It didn’t seem relative when she was going through
all that stress earlier, and now it’s just . . . How do I start that conversation? ‘Hey, I thought you
should know before we tie the knot that Ethan and I used to be lovers, but we ended it because we
knew it couldn’t go anywhere . . .’”
Ethan glanced at Sabrina’s door and let out a long breath. “Yeah. Marriage changes things.”
“Ethan, I—”
Ethan slapped his hand on Chase’s shoulder. “Shut up. It’s okay. Really.” He turned and headed