Bab 228: Incredibly

Demyan 

I woke up with a mighty yawn as I snuggled up against Ethan's hairy chest. He could give you carpet burn but you would greatly appreciate it when you were cold. It felt like I was dressed in one of his large shirts and my bare bottom covered by his boxers. I hurt, I hurt everywhere but it made me smile. 

Ethan and I were purely passionate when it was just us. When all the troubles in the world felt like a backdrop and there was only me and him. He had reminded me of the Ethan I had fallen in love with. The spontaneous one. The one who could forget his phone at home and not stress. The one who checked stocks like clock work but never allowed it to affect his mood and especially the one who would stress about the weather and harvest season even though he was no longer a farmer.