Chapter 172

Grace's chest tightened, and she jolted awake. She gasped for air, her eyes locking onto the familiar ceiling. It took a second to register that she was at Palm Bay. She tried to sit up, but a familiar voice stopped her. "You're awake?" Her throat was dry, and she nodded quickly, searching the room for water. Before she could find it, a glass was already at her lips, as if he knew what she needed. She drank in quick, thirsty gulps, letting him steady the glass. Only after finishing did the heat in her body subside, and her gaze finally settled on Ethan. It was the middle of the night, and Ethan was in his usual pajamas. The neckline hung loosely, dipping low enough to reveal his abs. Grace quickly looked away. Last time, when Ethan answered the door for Jodie, he had purposely pulled his pajamas tighter to cover himself. It seemed he didn't like showing skin. Without thinking, she grabbed both sides of his pajamas and pulled them together, covering him up. She even tightened the