Sleepover (Part 1)

She tilted her head, arms folding across her chest. "So you want me to come over because your sisters are fans?"

Ethan scratched the back of his neck. "Something like that."

Vanessa smirked, sensing his discomfort. "You know, most guys would ask me over for entirely different reasons."

Ethan met her gaze without missing a beat. "I'm not most guys."

She chuckled. "Yeah, I'm starting to get that."

Then he did something unexpected.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and held up a crisp bill.

"I can pay you by the hour if that makes it more reasonable," he said, entirely serious.

Vanessa's eyes widened before she let out a sharp laugh. "You really just said that, huh?"

Ethan, seeing her reaction, sighed and put the money away. "Figured you wouldn't take it, but it was worth a shot."

Vanessa shook her head, still amused. "You're ridiculous."

He shrugged. "I'm practical."