“There you go, sweetheart. Let me know what you like.” “I like you,” Maggie blurted and, instantly, he froze. As in he didn’t move. At all. No more kisses or wandering hands, just the heavy weight of him and she wondered for a split second if maybe he was a robot and she’d said the emergency kill code that made him power down because Ethan was completely, utterly motionless until . . . The head came up. And she watched him morph into an Ethan she’d never seen before, boyish charm mixed with lethal intensity as he said, “Finally.”
