Ethan blinked once then twice as he looked at the young lady, whom he was hugging and was also hugging him back.
When he woke up a few minutes ago, the first thing he saw was Nicole’s beautiful pink hair.
The next thing he saw was her bare shoulders, as well as the side of her breast, which was pressing against his chest.
It seemed that the string of her nightgown had gotten undone when Ethan’s hands wrapped around her when he hugged her in his sleep.
Perhaps, Mary or Sue didn’t tie the strings properly and kept it loose on purpose, assuming that something like this would happen.
But regardless of the reason or circumstance of how he ended up hugging Nicole and the latter hugging him in return, he felt as if he was in a very tricky situation.
Of course, he had tried to extricate himself from the young lady, but her hold on him was surprisingly firm, and it felt like she had locked him in a vice grip.