Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 154

Hannah jumped in fast, "Yeah, that's right, we're just working out."

"Working out squats or breathing?"

Ethan's expression darkened as he stared at the two troublemakers.. His voice was still hoarse. "Mom, since you're so into working out, I know a couple of trainers for every type of workout. Starting tomorrow, I'll ask them to stop by and give you lessons. Sounds good?"

" ... That sounds awful!"

No way! I hate being watched!

Tara tugged at Hannah's sleeve and forced a grin. "I just did it casually. Maybe it's better if we just head downstairs."

Not wanting him to blow up, she dragged Hannah down the stairs.

"Whew! That scared the life out of me."

Tara patted her chest and glanced up nervously.

"Seriously, who does my son take after? His dad and I are not this hard to deal with!"

Hannah thought about it, then said, "Maybe ... he takes after his grandpa?"

" ... It could be." Tara didn't want to talk about her mischievous father-in-law, so she quickly changed the subject. She lowered her voice, "Do you think they'll pull it off tonight?"

"Well ... maybe?"

How could Hannah know about stuff like that?

"They're both young. Didn't things heat up earlier?"

Tara pursed her lips and shook her head. Then, she walked over to the couch and poured herself. "I don't know. Ethan has been single for 25 years, and Dawn has never dated anyone. What if they just stay awkward forever?"

Hannah wasn't a romance expert, but she had watched a lot of dramas online and figured some of it had to be real.

"So what should we do now?"

Tara thought for a bit, then sighed. "Nothing for now. We'll just watch. If it doesn't work, we'll use the old tricks."

"Good idea. I've been ready." Hannah had even brought back a traditional herbal recipe from home. It was an energy booster, and she already had all the ingredients for it.

They exchanged looks and agreed to stick with the plan.

...

Upstairs, Ethan stood in the hallway for a while. The desire in his eyes hadn't gone out yet.

He rubbed his forehead and sighed before going back inside.

Dawn. Mrs. Jackson.

She hugged him like a pillow, got comfortable, smacked her lips, and kept right on sleeping.

Ethan froze mid-move, his eyelids twitching.

He hadn't realized Dawn moved this much in her sleep.

Her breathing steadied, and he couldn't stop a quiet laugh. A soft warmth spread through his chest like a sweet marshmallow.

He slid his arm under her neck and pulled her in close. They drifted off together, tangled in each other's arms.

Dawn hadn't dreamed in ages, much less more than once in one night.

The last dream was about Ethan.

It turned out that they had crossed paths way earlier than she thought.

Back then, the Porters weren't super rich, but they were upper-middle class in Trifton.

When the family business was booming, they were always surrounded by friends. Besides work dinners, there were plenty of casual family gatherings.

Among the kids who played there was Ethan.