I thought Ethan had fallen asleep, so he surprised me when he suddenly spoke. “Move in with me.”
My head jerked to him. “What did you say?” I asked.
A lazy grin came over his face. He stayed still, but his eyes were looking at me. “You heard me. Move in with me.”
Emotions flowed through me, from ecstasy to utter fear. So much had happened the past forty-eight hours. Moving in together? That was huge.
He started laughing and turned over, adjusting his pillow. “Don’t look so enthused, Aly,” he said, his eyes gleaming.
I blushed, looking down and twisting my hair around my finger, again. “It’s not that, Ethan. You just caught me completely off guard.”
An understanding look appeared in his eyes and he reached over for me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. But I mean it, babe. Move in with me.” His eyes hooded over, desire filling them again. I looked at him in awe, a million feelings coursing through my body.
I knew there was no need to hesitate. I wanted this. I climbed onto his lap, pressing my forehead to his, my hands on his cheeks. “Okay,” I said.
His eyes bulged, understanding hitting him. “Really?” he shouted, wrapping his arms around my waist.
I nodded, a huge smile on my face. I ran my hands through his hair and leaned over to kiss him. “Really,” I whispered.
He flipped me over to my back, pure joy on his face as he looked at me. “I love you so much, Aly,” he told me as he lowered his head to kiss my swollen lips.
I stopped him right as they brushed mine. “I love you too,” I said, then reached up to finish what he started.