Dirty Stories

The older woman's cheeks flared into red and she turned her fiery face away. As all the other women who approached Ethan did, I quietly rolled my eyes and berated the old woman for her awful attempt at flirting. They batted their eyelashes and shamelessly threw their hands all over him. I raised the tiny champagne flute to my lips and took a tiny drink.

"Oh Ethan!" a mother's friend said, giving Ethan a not so subtle wink. "Your one lucky girl Sophia, how long have you been together?"

"Four months." I answered with a sweet smile

Ethan said, his thumb slinking down my hip, "Four hot months."

In an effort to get rid of his hand, she tangled her fingers together and silently warned him by giving his fingers a severe squeeze.

The man with the silver hair teased, "Don't say that around her father. I looked away from the group of elderly people while softly snorting at the ridiculous remark.

"Sophia is her dad’s favorite. They get along the best," my mother said to Ethan.

“I guess I cou