"Of course." Ethan's lips curved slightly, his gaze burning into her. "Satisfied?"

"It's...acceptable." Jenna hastily withdrew her hand, her cheeks hot enough to fry an egg.

"As long as you like it."

"......"

Her ears turned crimson.

Ethan chuckled lowly. "Shy now?"

Jenna shot him a glare and turned to flee.

This time, he didn't stop her.

Casually grabbing his shirt, he strode bare-chested toward the bathroom.

Collapsing on the couch, Jenna only exhaled when she heard the shower running.

The old Ethan would never have been this shameless. Why was he suddenly showing off his muscles today?

Unless...

He planned to share the bed tonight?

What if he tried something?

She'd never even held a man's hand before.

What would...that even feel like?

Jenna buried her burning face in her hands.

No! If Ethan really wanted to do something, she couldn't just play dumb.

Her phone vibrated.

Stella had sent a string of exclamation marks.

"You've been married this long and still haven't slept together?!"

"Separate rooms." Jenna bit her lip as she typed. "But tonight he might..."

"Wow~" came Stella's instant reply. "I've got tutorial videos."

Jenna nearly dropped her phone.

"You're insane!"

"Stop pretending to be innocent." Stella sent a link. "Study up to take control."

The shower stopped.

Like a thief, Jenna slipped onto the balcony, finger trembling over the link.

If Ethan caught her...