Chapter 3
Alex felt high as the heady-sweet scent of the fresh rose Ethan had so kindly thrust into his face wafted into his nostrils.
“Would you take this, Alex? Please?”
Alex could only laugh. The puppy dog eyes attacked again; there was nothing he could do but give in.
“Only one, Ethan?”
“In Taiwan, it means that you’re the only one for me.”
“You’re talking Taiwan now?”
“I read a lot.” Ethan sounded hurt, but from the sly little half-grin he wore, Alex knew it wasn’t for real.
“Ah well, all right.” Ethan straightened his slightly bowed stance and smiled. “The truth is, Alex, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for making you upset. Are you all right?” His brow creased.
“I’m fine.” Alex turned away, half letting Ethan in, half feeling uneasy for what had happened on the set that morning. Ethan
