The following days, things surprisingly go back to normal for Ethan and I. We talk again and joke on the way to work. The only difference is now we’re sort of together. He kisses me a lot more and holds my hand on the way to the office. Yeah, people stare, but neither of us care. Some of the women in the office toot their nose up at me when I walk by and it makes me feel a little weird, but I don’t tell Ethan about it. I don’t want to get them in trouble just for being a little jealous. If I were in their shoes, I’d feel a down about Ethan being off the market.
I’ve also gotten quite a bit of attention for the small bit of modeling I did for the magazine. People have been calling Ethan asking for me to model for them or if I’m with a company. It’s funny when they find out the girl “Modeli
