At lunch time, I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed an outsider’s perspective. Kelly would know what to do.
Me: Am I a slut if I want to fuck him already?
Kelly: no. ur human. get it girl
Me: ur right why the hell not
Kelly: exactly. go have fun and report back. i would’ve fucked already...
Me: lol now who’s the slut…
Kelly:
A knock sounded on my back kitchen door and my head snapped up. I opened it and Ezra stood there holding up a lunch box. “I made us lunch today.”
“You did?” The gesture warmed my heart, and I waved him inside. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I hope you like chicken Ceasar wraps.”
“One of my faves.”
The conversation flowed like before and after we finished eating, Ezra surprised me with dessert.
Inside his lunch box, he pulled out a white paper bag. “Have you tried the bakery in town yet? Appleridge Sweets.”
“No, not yet.”
“Ruby, the woman who owns and runs the place, makes some of the best muffins around, and she’s known for her apple cinnamon kind. I brought one for us to share.”
My mouth watered as Ezra retrieved the muffin from the bag and set it on the table. He split it and passed me one half.
The flavors exploded in my mouth with the first bite. “Mmm, it’s delicious. I’ll have to check out this bakery.”
“I know, isn’t it? Almost better than sex.” Ezra winked. “I saidalmost.”
My cheeks flamed hot and burned as if they were on fire. It was like I was a teenager again, with these damn hormones coursing through me.
“So, how’s it going with the orchard?” I tried to switch the subject, but it was no use. Ezra looked at me as if I was his next snack.
The corner of his mouth lifted as a sly smile spread slowly across his face. He leaned forward, entering my space and air, and my lungs constricted like I couldn’t breathe.
How did this man, thisyoungerman, have such a damn effect on me?
Breathless, speechless, and God damn putty in his hands…
“I think we need to discuss the elephant in the room.”
“What?” I breathed.
“You know what I’m talking about. This.” Ezra pointed between him and I. “Whatever this is between us.”
“And what is between us?”
His eyes darkened and flashed with a desire so hot my body burned. “Don’t play coy with me. I want you to be mine, Mira. Now, tomorrow, a year from now, twenty years from now,forever.”
My heart pounded in my ears as my blood rushed through my veins.
“Do you want me, too?”
