Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 166

Her natural beauty sparkled as she blinked.

Dawn and Ethan were practically shoved upstairs.

Alex opened the door. "Come on in."

Alice stuffed a bag into Dawn's hands. "Surprise!"

...

The group shut the door and bolted, leaving the two of them standing there.

Dawn and Ethan exchanged a look, then, after a long pause, opened the tote bag. One glance inside left them completely stunned.

Wait ... is this lingerie?

Ethan stared at the tiny scraps of fabric dangling between Dawn's fingers. Black lace, mostly see-through, held together with thin strings. Against her pale skin, the contrast was so sharp it was almost shocking.

His eyelid twitched, and he quickly looked away.

"What is Alice even thinking?"

Dawn noticed his Adam's apple bob, and her face turned beet red. She shoved the lingerie back into the bag in a panic. "Um ... Alice must be joking around. Or she mixed it up with someone else's ... Yeah, that has to be it!"

Help ...

We haven't even had our first time yet. How could something this insane just land in our laps?

Standing frozen at the doorway felt way too awkward. Dawn darted into the room first—only to freeze again the second she saw what was inside.

Ethan, finally steadying himself, followed. He noticed her standing stiffly in place and didn't even need to look to guess what she saw.

Closing his eyes, he let out a long sigh. "Told you they weren't being innocent. If they set us up to stay here, they clearly had a plan."

The bed was covered in rose petals. Candles burned on the nightstand. Dim lights glowed over a room that screamed romance.

Dawn let out the breath stuck in her chest and turned to him. "Think we can still go home?"

"Door's probably locked already. Wanna bet?"

...

Ethan tapped her nose with his finger, smiling helplessly. "They always plan. Forget it. Let's just stay here tonight. You go shower first. I'll handle this mess, okay?"

Dawn didn't argue. She grabbed a clean towel and bathrobe, then slipped into the bathroom as fast as she could.

Outside, Ethan looked calm. He lazily snapped a picture of the scene and dropped it in the group chat.

[Thanks, guys.]

No one replied.

Wait. What did I just say? Don't waste time?

Ethan's eyes curved in amusement before he grabbed his robe and went into the bathroom.

When Dawn heard the shower running, she climbed onto the bed and buried her face in the blanket. A muffled groan escaped her lips.

I'm so embarrassed!

Why did that sound like I was ... desperate?

Her face burned crimson. She suddenly sat up, gritting her teeth. Fine. It's already like this. Might as well go all in!

20 minutes later, Ethan came out of the bathroom.

A small bump rose under the blanket on the bed. Dawn lay curled on her side, not moving, like she was already asleep.

He smirked, drying his hair and hanging the towel before walking over.

His footsteps drew closer and closer. Dawn squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst right out of her chest.

The blanket lifted, and the space behind her dipped.

She held her breath, barely daring to move. The lights clicked off, and after a long pause, she slowly rolled over.

Her eyes opened after about five seconds.