CHAPTER 122

  THE NEXT MORNING

  Ethan's hand squeezed soft thighs, it wasn't his and It could never be that of Bryan cause no man’s thigh could be that soft. He flung his eyes open only to see Cassie by his side. He flinched backward and if it weren't for the large bed he would have fallen off.

  He raised his head and saw Bryan - hands akimbo - with the same facial expression.

  “I woke up with my head on her cleavage and my lips almost touching her nipple!” Bryan whispered.

  “Did we go and carry her in her room?” Ethan whispered back, gently getting up in order not to wake her.

  “What other explanation do we have to fit this scenario? I am certain she didn't come here with her own legs.” Bryan too started to walk toward the door silently, tip-toeing.

  Once they were out, they looked at each other.

  “Should we carry her back?” Bryan whispered asked.

  “What if she wakes?” Ethan whispered and answered.