Lola Hussey didn't leave Ethan Ainsley's side until the next morning.
After comforting him all night, she couldn't find her clothes or her wig when she woke up the next day. Ethan pulled her back into bed and inexplicably asked, "Do you know how I feel right now?"
Lola: "We've been at it for four hours; are you still not satisfied?"
He placed his hand on her lips, gently brushing them, then moved to her short hair. "I woke up and thought there was a man lying next to me. How do you think that makes me feel?"
Lola: "..."
At most, she admitted looking unattractive, but not a man...
It was just short hair.
Lola pushed him away, grumbling, "Isn't being your bro quite nice as well?"
He pulled her closer and rested her head on his arm. "Lola Hussey, I'll let you be spoiled just this once. Don't cut your hair again, especially not this short."
Resting on his arm wasn't very comfortable.
But she made do.