Ethan can come off as...well...an arse, “I don’t like buffets, Olive, Jesus Christ. After what we witnessed two days ago, I’d think you’d agree with me.” Ethan has some interesting compliments in him, “no, but really,” he amends with a smile, “I was enjoying watching. I liked seeing you put your clothes back on.” Ethan can be dense at times, “‘quietly soak up—’?” He stops, shaking his head. Ethan holds up his hands in a request for a temporary cease-fire. “Can we just get dinner? I am starving and have no idea what’s going on here.” I liked this book, I fell in love with Olive and Ethan.
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