53. Sarah: Careful

Sarah’s Point of view:

Ethan's words hung in the air, filled with promise and anticipation. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I processed the implication. We were going to share a bedroom, and Ethan wasn't planning on sleeping on the couch.

"Uh, okay," I stuttered, trying to play it cool.

Ethan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't worry, I'll be a gentleman," he teased.

I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Really?"

Ethan's grin turned mischievous. "Mostly."

I laughed, feeling a flutter in my chest. "I'll hold you to that."

As we settled in, Ethan showed me around the house, pointing out the essentials. We ended up in the sleek kitchen, where Ethan offered to make us dinner.

"I'm starving," I admitted, realizing I hadn't eaten since breakfast.

Ethan smiled. "I've got just the thing."

He expertly whipped up a delicious pasta dish, and we sat down to eat together. The conversation flowed easily, and I found myself relaxing in his presence.

As we finished dinner, Ethan glanc