Summer was taken aback, how was she being noisy?
She wanted to push him again, but seeing Ethan clearly unwilling to pay her any attention, she held back her impulse.
They were seated by the window, and it was almost afternoon now, with sunlight streaming in.
Warm and comfortable.
Ethan lazily leaned against Summer, his body resting on her. After placing the book over his face, he didn't say another word.
He seemed to have fallen asleep; initially, he was just leaning his back against her, but perhaps finding the sofa too small, his head eventually ended up resting on her legs.
The move made Summer's spine tense slightly.
Whether he wasn't aware or was doing it deliberately, his head didn't move after it rested there.
The spot where Ethan was resting on her made Summer feel uncomfortable. She wanted to push him away, but stretching her hand out and hearing his shallow breathing, she restrained her impulse.
