Chapter 9
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Just then, Lily Smith walked in.
Seeing the scene before her, she leaned weakly against the doorframe, as if she'd been physically struck.
Her reaction was completely beyond what I'd expected.
Just as I was about to sit up and explain, Ethan suddenly gripped the back of my neck and, right in front of my brother and Lily, kissed me deeply.
That sensation... felt strangely familiar.
I suddenly remembered taking the initiative to kiss him after getting drunk last night, and my cheeks immediately burned.
My brother smiled as he covered Lily's eyes, saying in an affectionate tone: "Let's give them some privacy. If you want the same treatment, we could also..."
After they left, only the two of us remained in the room.
We lay on opposite sides of the bed, the air between us quiet and thick with awkwardness.
I hugged my teddy bear tightly, my face burning as I muttered, "You didn't have to do that just now."
"You started it," he said calmly, though with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Can't say I minded."
Minded?
I turned my head, about to argue with him, when I saw him actually stripping off his shirt right in front of me.
I froze instantly, only to hear him say coolly:
"You're loaded—you can afford to replace a shirt, right?"
