They scattered like they were avoiding a plague.

Wherever I walked, no one stood, until the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.

My heart jumped at the sound. Was it him? Ethan?

"Jennifer, are you having fun?"

I was gently embraced by Ethan, while Gene Wells' furious roar broke through the room.

"Ethan? What the hell are you doing hugging my girlfriend?"

I clutched at Ethan's sleeve, hearing his inexplicable accusation.

I was genuinely puzzled.He had pushed me into the crowd himself, and now that I was in someone else's arms, he was upset?

Ethan remained calm, shielding me with his presence. His deep, steady...