Brenda Pov 

I do.

His wet kiss trailed down my neck, his hands slowly exploring my body, as if waiting for my consent to touch me. I wanted him to keep going, I could scream if he stopped. 

A gasp erupted from me when he grabbed my thighs and lifted me against the wall.

"Wait!" I interrupted immediately. "Let's take it inside."

I only suggested that because I knew if we were seen, it could mean more trouble for me and even worse, him. 

"My room then," Ethan offered, letting me down after I tried to struggle to stand on my own. "I have a champagne I'd like you to...