Freya's p.o.v

I gasped mentally as his chest rose in response to his breath, his tone abs were just as perfect as I last remembered. I snapped out of it, reminding myself of reality.

And what the hell was he doing here knocking on my door at this hour.

"What are you doing here, Ethan?"

"Junior had woken up. He seemed scared of thunder and had to pet him back to sleep but then..." a cruel, sinister smile crept up his lips again and it just wasn't getting funny anymore.

But wait, if he was here now...no, it can't be!

"Then what?"

"I had heard you call out my name..."...