From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 103

“Alright, that’s enough worrying. Time to get some sleep,” Ethan said, his voice gentle. “You’ve already met my dad—he’s not exactly the intimidating type. And my mom? Please, you two are practically best friends at this point. Grandma’s the sweetest lady you’ll ever meet, and trust me, she’s not going to scold you. So relax, okay? Sleep.”

He gave Olivia Bennett a soft pat on the back, just like you’d soothe a little kid, and for some reason, the tension in Olivia’s chest finally melted away.

It felt like she’d been drifting on open water for ages, and now she’d finally found a safe harbor.

She let her eyelids fall, curling up against Ethan’s chest. After a long moment, she managed a quiet, “Mm-hmm.”

Ethan didn’t say anything else, just lay there, his warmth wrapping around her from every direction. The air was filled with his clean, comforting scent, and the sound of his steady breathing was oddly soothing.

She had no idea how much time passed.

When Olivia finally looked up from his arms, she saw that Ethan was already asleep. His eyes were closed, long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks. The soft glow from the bedside lamp made his usually sharp features look gentler, almost boyish.

A smile tugged at Olivia’s lips. She closed her eyes, let her body relax, and drifted off, wrapped in warmth.

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The next morning.

Olivia woke to find Ethan’s side of the bed empty.

She reached over. The sheets were still warm. He couldn’t have been up for long.

Just then, the bedroom door swung open.

She turned her head on instinct, catching sight of Ethan walking in.

He wasn’t dressed for work today. Instead, he wore a dark blue sweatshirt and loose joggers—casual, comfortable, but somehow still managing to look like he’d stepped out of a magazine. The loose collar left just a hint of his collarbone visible.

He was tall and lean, the kind of guy who could pull off anything and make it look high-end.

Waking up to a sight like that, even Olivia—who prided herself on not being shallow—was momentarily distracted.

“See something you like?” Ethan teased, his voice light.

Olivia nodded before she could stop herself. “Yeah. You look good.”

Ethan’s clear, easy laugh filled the room.

Olivia snapped back to reality, her cheeks burning as she met his gaze—dark eyes sparkling with amusement.

There was something magnetic in the way he looked at her, and for a second, she forgot how to speak.

It took her a while to find her voice again. She covered her face with her hands, groaning in embarrassment.

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