When we separated, he clasped my hand tightly. “On to the next activity.”I blasted Mitski from the speakers as he drove us to our new destination. Once again, my breath was taken away by the sight. It was a small cozy restaurant that boasted of one of the classiest decor I had seen, with low hanging chandeliers and a low lighting.“I didn’t know if you wanted a private dinner or something more public.” He spoke into my ear. His hands gripping my hips. “I chose this because I don’t want to think of what I’ll do if i was alone with you.”When I looked up at him he was close enough to kiss. I swallowed hard and riveted my gaze, taking a wide step away from him.I crossed my hands over my chest. “You’re going to have to do more than sweet talk me, Ethan.” He smiled at me. “I’m starting to realize that.”We took our seats away from most of the other guests. When the waiter came to take our orders Ethan was in control of the conversation, frowning slightly when the waiter’s gaze would
The drive home was the same. I shivered in the passenger seat, as he sped through LA. We marched up the stairs together till we stooped by my room.“I had a good time at dinner.” I told him as I searched his eyes for the kinder Ethan. The one who had a soul behind his eyes.“I’m glad.” He responded shutting me out.Desperate for some kind of connection, i pressed my body flush against his and kissed him, waiting for him to respond. He remained frozen for a second, and then he gripped me tightly against his body.I wasn’t sure i wanted to make love to Ethan that night. I felt alone, even with him.“My new favorite thing is you kissing me.” He said hoarsely against my lips while I trembled at the ferocity of our kiss.He groaned as he pulled away from me.“I need to leave. I have a work emergency I need to attend to.”Discomfort snaked it’s way through my chest and found it’s home in my heart. All evening I hadn’t seen Ethan touch his phone. How did he hear of an emergency then?
“Okay, send me the details.” I told her finally. This was part of my deal, blending with his people. “Oh Wynona, there’s the fashion show, the Legacy luxe by Anna-“ “Yeah, what about it? Wait are you going to be on it?” “I donno…” I said slowly.“Of course you are, and so am I.” So was Ava. “I could not make it to her last one we’ll do this one together. We’re going to have so much fun!”“I’m glad you’re excited.” I grinned, getting on my knees to retrieve the glue-gun from underneath the center table in the living room.“You should be too, I heard she’s displaying Saskia van der Meer’s works. Do you know how rare it is to see even a single dress that belongs in her collection, and we’re getting nearly a dozen!” “I gotta see that.” I admitted.“Exactly, i don’t know if I’ll ever get to wear a Saskia dress in my entire life. Now’s a good fucking time.”“Fine, I’m convinced.” I said with a laugh, still sitting on my knees. “Send your party thing okay, I’ve gotta get back to wreckin
Ethan’s grandfather made sure I was in riding gear, complete with an helmet before he let me mount one of his horses, Sage.I tried to stay calm as the horse bristled underneath me and he spoke to it like a kid.“Does baby talk usually work on horses?” I asked, amusement in my voice. He gave my horse final pats on it bottom before he mounted his in one fluid motion. His age had not limited his agility.“Oh yes, they’re basically oversize puppies. They can be cheeky as well. Which is why I told you. You gotta stay calm. If she senses your fear, she’ll react to it.”“It’s hard to stay calm when you’re on a self operating beast.”He chuckled. “You remind me of Ethan’s first rides. His father let him come with me after he turned fourteen. He refused to get on until I swore, the horse would not move an inch while he was on.”“How did that work out?”“Oh the usual, the horse made a run for it and your fiancé screamed to high heavens as he fell behind.” I cracked up at the picture of
The guilt of lying to Bron followed me all the way back home. Without thinking my feet led me to Ethan’s office, where I found him behind his desk, working.He shut off a tablet when I stepped in.“Hey,” I muttered drawing closer to him.“How’d your day go.” I let out a big sigh.”that bad huh?”“No it was good, I think. It went well. A little too well.”I though about what he said about finding love with Ethan. He was genuinely happy for his grandson and we were here faking it.“Come here.” He urged me.I jumped onto his desk and swung my legs at the bottom before he grabbed a hold of one and began undoing the lacing on my shoe. “Tell me how it went.”“Well we talked,” I shrugged “about his horses, their skills…he told me about your first riding experience.“Ethan chuckled as he slipped of the shoe and started with the second one. “My father still doesn’t know about that incident till this day.”“He asked about the restaurant.”“And?”“That went well too.”“So what’s both
“I bless my stars that your Fiancé decided to unveil you to the rest of us.” Anna spoke as she made her way to me. “You. You will wear the dress.”“But it’s a statement piece!” Ava protested as she battled her way through the women. “It was literally the last thing Saskia’s hands touched before she chucked herself off the roof.” I winced at her wording. ”a more experienced model should wear it.” She finished.“That dress highlights the suddenness of her death, as it is incomplete…” Anna explained her eyes burning into mine. “You showed up into our world unannounced, it’s so perfect I could cry.” “That’s ridiculous.” Ava scoffed in disbelief and looked around for support. “I think the dress should be removed from the show-to honor her family.” She said finally. A few women murmured in agreement.“That’s a bunch of crap.” Wynona shot back. “The first sighting of this collection since Saskia’s passing and you think the right thing to do is hide the dress? Stick to modeling Ava, not ha
“We can fix it.” I blurted out, both women turned to me.“There’s so many, problems with it right now, this isn’t something you fix in under thirty minutes even with multiple designers working and it’s going to look flawed as-““Well not fix, We can change it.”“We are not tampering with it any further.”“Just the top half Anna. There’s little we can do with it looking like it does already. If we don’t show it tonight, It’ll NEVER be seen.”She denied with a shake of her head. “This dress will not be on display tonight, I need to find a way to break the news to Hilde.”“Whoever did this, did not want this dress in the pageantry,” I insisted, “you’re just doing what they want, we shouldn’t give them that.”Anna paused considering. “Just listen.”“Tell me what you have in mind. We have less than twenty minutes to fix it and have you in it. We have to work fast.“Four minutes till you have to be on stage.” Anna informed us.God I prayed my plan would work. “You should go and ta
Wynona refused to hear a word out of my mouth.We got out of the car and headed up the stairs to the villa. “I’m just saying, Wynona. It could be her.”“I already told you. She was with us the whole time.”“ You don ’ t know that! half the time, we had our heads poking out, looking for Ethan andCartwright.”She sighed and turned to me, ignoring the butlers that opened the doors.“I’m going to say it one more time before we step through these doors. Considering we will be seeing her in a few seconds.” She grabbed my face. “She didn’t touch the dress. It was more likely some random protester, they do weird shit all the time. It would be crazy for her to pull a stunt like that. Remember Legacy Luxe looks bad, she kinda does too. Her career is too important for her torisk jail time, just to make sure you didn’t wear that dress. Understand.” I could be stubborn and push it. But I knew there was no convincing Wynona.“Fine.” I conceded.“Good girl. Now don’t retract into a shell.
MAEI walked out of the bathroom without a towel. I mean, why would I need one? I was alone, or so I thought. The music playing from my speaker filled the room, "Get You" by Daniel Caesar and Kali Uchis. I swayed my hips, humming along to the song, enjoying how peaceful life felt for once. Being naked really made me feel happy and comforting. It felt nice, just being in my own space with no one bothering me.Then I turned around, mid-dance, and froze.There he was.Ethan. Freaking Ethan. Standing there like this was his room, his eyes as wide as mine. My brain short-circuited for a second before it all hit me. I was standing there, completely naked, in front of him. My scream was practically louder than the music playing in the room.“WHAT THE HELL?!” I yelled, scrambling for something, anything, to cover myself. My eyes darted around the room in a panic, looking for a towel, but of course, there wasn’t one. Because why would I have thought to grab one? I did the only thing I could
ETHAN I watched Mae storm out of the kitchen, angrily. You could definitely tell by her angry foot steps and the huffing sounds she kept making.She didn’t even glance at me, not once. The coldness in her attitude was enough to make me feel like the worst person alive. It was weird, she also looked cute when she was either angry, sad, frustrated…. She was just cute. But then, I’d messed up big time, yeah, I knew that. But I had my reasons. I needed to talk to Ava alone, and I didn’t want Mae there. It was already hard enough trying to sort out whatever… marriage of ours was. I wasn't sure how I felt anymore. Everything was confusing.And having both of them in the same place? It was like a disaster waiting to happen. Still, Mae’s reaction? It stung more than I wanted to admit. I didn't think she'd be this mad, I thought she'd at least understand that I had a reason.I always had a reason for everything, for getting married to her, for talking to Ava. For everything.Last night was
MAEThe car ride was already awkward enough without Ava opening her mouth, but of course, she couldn’t keep her little mouth shut. She leaned forward slightly, her voice had a hint of fake concern, more like mock concern.“So, Ethan,” she began, “how have you been holding up after, you know, the photo?” I tensed in my seat, my hands gripping my bag a little too hard. She didn’t even bother looking at me when she said it, like I wasn’t even there. I mean I was cool with her ignoring me but bringing that up was crossing the line. Probably because I suspected she was responsible for releasing the photo.Ethan’s hands tightened slightly on the steering wheel, but his voice was calm when he answered. “I’m fine, Ava. You should probably be asking Mae how she's holding up. She is the one being bombarded by stupid people online.” Her eyes flicked to me in the rearview mirror, and I caught the way she rolled them before quickly looking away. She didn’t say anything after that, though, whi
MAEThe sound of her voice made my stomach twist. I turned my head, and there she was. Ava, walking toward us in a short red dress so tight I wondered how she was even breathing. It was a hot dress but I wasn't going to ever compliment her.Her dress matched her red heels and her fake smile was plastered across her face like she’d faked her smile countless times. My face twisted into a scowl as I watched her walk towards us, weirdly in slow motion, or maybe it was my eyes.Of all the people we could run into tonight, it had to be her.Ethan noticed her too. He straightened a little in his chair, his expression unreadable. She stopped at our table, her smile somehow widening as she greeted him first, completely ignoring me at first, like I was invisible. “Ethan,” she started, her voice sugary sweet, annoying the fuck out of me. “It’s been so long. How have you been?”I swallowed the urge to roll my eyes. She was acting like I wasn’t even here, which was honestly fine because I didn’t
MAEI woke up the next morning to the soft light spilling through the curtains. For a moment, I blinked at the ceiling, trying to remember what had happened the night before.My thoughts were still fuzzy when I shuffled into the kitchen, hair tousled, wearing an oversized sweater and socks that didn't stop the cold. I was greeted by the sight of a half naked Ethan already there, leaning casually against the counter with a coffee mug in hand. His dark hair was still damp, and he looked far too put together for this early hour. “Morning,” he said, his voice smooth and weirdly comforting. How can someone look and sound so hot without even trying?“Morning,” I mumbled back, heading straight for the coffee pot. After everything that had happened yesterday, I needed coffee.“Don’t forget, we’ve got our date today.”I froze mid-sip, the coffee suddenly too hot on my tongue. I didn't expect that he'd actually follow his grandfather's advice. He’d said it so casually, as though it was the m
MAE I hesitated for a second, standing awkwardly by the door, still being stared at by Ethan and his grandfather. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be here or not. What if Ethan didn't take me with him because he didn't want me to be here?Oh fuck. What if this was like a private thing?Ethan's grandpa, lying back against the pillows, suddenly smiled at me. He looked okay. He didn't look like someone who had collapsed a few minutes ago."Come on in, Mae," he said warmly. He gestured to the chair by his bed. "Come sit. You're not just gonna stand there all day, are you?"I stood frozen for just a moment longer than I'd planned. I glanced over at Ethan, who was sitting by his grandfather.I swallowed hard, trying not to seem as nervous as I felt, then walked over to the chair. Ethan's Grandpa scared me, mostly because of what I'd seen about him online. I mean he was chill but also scary."Thank you," I murmured as I sat down, clasping my hands tightly in my lap. My heart was thudding
MAEMy fingers trembled as I stared at the email again, the words blurring through the tears falling down my cheeks. This could not be happening.My chest felt tight, like I couldn’t breathe, and my head pounded. Who would do this? How did they even get the contract? My vision blurred, and my knees felt weak and it felt like I'd fall. Oh God.Before I could fully process what I was seeing, Ethan’s hand shot out and snatched my phone from me. “Hey!” I yelled, but my voice came out shaky. I reached for it, but he stepped back, holding it out of my reach. His eyes scanned the screen quickly, his face hardening as he read the email.“Mae…” His voice was soft and then, before I could say anything, he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. I froze for a second, caught off guard, but then the situation hit me again. I sobbed into his shirt, my hands clutching it tightly.“Hey, it’s okay,” he murmured, his voice low. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”“Ethan…” I choked out, my voice muffled
MAE My eyes flew open. I blinked hard, staring up at the ceiling. The entire room was dark and very quiet.The room was too quiet. And... wait. How did I even get here? The last thing I remembered was sitting on the couch with Ethan while he answered calls, trying to stop the news from spreading.I must have dozed off. But how did I end up in bed? Ethan wouldn’t have carried me. Would he? Maybe he woke me to get to the bedroom but I can't remember because of how sleepy I was.I sat up slowly, the pounding in my head making me wince. The glow of the moon outside the window made me realize it was late, really late.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, my toes touching the floor lightly. Ugh. My body felt heavy, and my head pounded seriously.Fuck. This is what days without proper sleep and feeding causes. I dragged myself to the bathroom, pausing by the huge mirror above the sink. I turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would stop my pounding headache
MAEEthan’s eyes locked in mine as I entered the living room. He hung up on the other person on the line as I approached. His face was masked with the same unreadable expression, the “business mode” expression. I usually find it hot but at the moment, it made my stomach turn. This wasn't business, but us or what is left of us hanging by a tiny thread.“Mae,” he started. His voice was steady and cautious as though I was a fragile object he didn't know how to handle. I didn't answer immediately. I stood there halfway in the room, between the couch opposite me where he was standing by the side. His hair strands were slightly out of place, a few falling down his forehead almost touching his orbs, his shirt which seemed he had just picked out from the wardrobe without any thoughts, was wrinkled, and his trousers were wrinkled in a way that seemed he had clutched at it out of frustration. Good, at least he wasn't entirely unbothered by all this.I'd be frustrated too. This was supposed to