Unforgettable by Shanna Vollentine Page A

threw off the robe, pulled the tee shirt over my head and stepped into my pants. There, I felt better. Dressed, I didn’t feel that I was as vulnerable. Not that I thought Ethan was going to take advantage of me, but   it made me feel better.
      I walked back to the bathroom and Ethan was no longer standing in the hallway. Good. I opened the cabinet that had all of my beauty essentials, basically brushes and hair ties, and pulled out a brush with soft bristles. I still hadn’t brushed my hair yet, and I could tell getting all the knots out was going to hurt. I didn’t want to press my luck with the lump on my head. I pulled my hair out of the scrunchie and started gently working the brush through it. Yuck, it was all greasy. I really needed to wash it, but I was going to have to wait on that.
      When I had gotten my hair as nice as it was going to get, I brushed my teeth and braced myself to go back out to the living room. When was I going to stop having to brace myself to do something? This has been the most stressful twenty four hours of my life. I was feeling drained mentally and physically.
      I dragged myself into the living room to flop down on the couch, but before I could, I noticed Ethan sitting there with his head thrown back, asleep, Lucy curled up next to him. I stood there taking this chance to look at him covertly. He was beautiful. Truthfully, I’ve always thought so. When I first met him he was a bit gangly, but even then I could tell he was going to be a good looking man. Granted, he was only fourteen at the time, but he already looked like a model for some kind of perfume company. You know the kind of ads they shoot in black and white? Anyway, now he looked like every woman’s fantasy. His body had filled out and his face had become more angular. His mouth, oh his mouth was gorgeous. It always looked like it was on the verge of smiling.
      I found myself staring at his mouth. I could almost imagine it kissing my lips. I could imagine it kissing other places too. I could see his lips enveloping my nipple. I imagined meeting his eyes as he looked up at me from between my legs. What the hell? I shivered, not knowing for sure if I was imagining the image or remembering.
      I made my way closer to the couch. Lucy looked up at me and thumped her tail.   It made Ethan open his eyes. I guess he wasn’t sleeping after all. I could feel the blush spreading over my face as I was caught staring at him.
      “I’m a little hungry, you?” I asked him as nonchalantly as possible. I needed to get into the kitchen and cook something; sometimes it was the only thing that soothed my mind.    
      “I could eat something, I haven’t really been that hungry since your accident. Do you want me to call something in?”
      “No, I feel like making something. I’ll go see what’s in the fridge.” I walked past him into the kitchen and opened up the refrigerator. Hmm, I had plenty of vegetables and cheeses, but I was in the mood for Mexican food, maybe enchiladas. I opened the freezer and scanned the contents, I had ground beef, salmon, oh good, chicken breasts. I pulled out the bag and grabbed a couple of the bigger breasts out. Chicken enchiladas Suisse’s was one of my favorites, and it took a while to make, thereby killing two birds with one stone. I popped a couple into the microwave to defrost before Going to the pantry.   Score! I still kept my pantry stocked with all the essentials. I picked up everything I needed and set it all down on the counter. I reached up and grabbed the pans that I would use off of the pot rack over the island. For the first time since yesterday I felt a sense of normalcy. My whole body started to relax as I began chopping onions and garlic and heating up the chicken broth. I had been at it for a while when I heard Ethan come up behind me.
      “Do you want any help?” My body shivered as I recalled my thoughts of just a bit ago.
      I paused for a moment. I enjoyed