Ethan traced a finger down Emily's bare back as she lay on the bed.
"I'm worried about her," Emily said. "She hasn't called me since yesterday. That isn't like her."
"She's with Julian," Ethan said kissing her back. "There's nothing to worry about."
"Are you sure?" Emily asked, turning around to look at him.
She wasn't wearing a top. Ethan's eyes dropped immediately. He forgot what he was saying.
"Um... yeah," he stuttered.
"I never believed he was actually engaged though," Emily went on. "That woman must be a total bitch to force herself into his life like that."
"Yeah, totally," Ethan agreed.
Ethan gently moved his hand to squeeze her nipples.
"Ethan! Are you even listening to me?" Emily snapped, poking him in the chest.
Ethan blinked. "Look, Emy, Julian is a big boy. He's one of the most powerful men I know. And that woman is a bitch, and Julian doesn't even like her. So you don't have to worry about her."
