"Ethan - ," I began, but he shook his head.
"I'm prepared to wait for a positive response."
"That's going to take a while."
Ethan lifted a single eyebrow, a grin lifting one corner of his mouth. "Sentinel, I am immortal." He turned on his heel and began down the hall, then called back, "And we'll need to chat about your running off campus and into the arms of shifters without so much as a telephone call." Sometimes, he was so predictable.
THE END