Calla opened her eyes and stretched her arms above her head. A yawn escaped her lips, she stood up and went to the bathroom. She peeled off her clothes and hopped into the shower. She washed her body, brushed her teeth and stepped out of the bathroom. A towel wrapped around her small figure, she stepped into the closet to find something to wear. The closet was filled with Ethan's clothes, nothing for her to wear. She pulled out his t-shirt and jeans and wore them. She dried her hair and stepped out of the closet. Ethan came into the room and looked at Calla who was looking so hot in his clothes. He growled and Calla looked at him with a smile. Ethan took a deep breath and went to her. She was sitting on a couch and was wearing her boots. "You are going to kill me one day, Calla." Ethan said and pulled her close to him.
"Now what have I done?" Calla asked with a cute frown on her beautiful face.