Me: I can come over after. How does 6 sound?
Ezra: Perfect. If you’re working at the diner I can call an order in and pay for it. You can bring it with you.
Me: I’m not working at the diner tonight.
Ezra: Oh. Ok. I can cook something then. I’ll see you at 6.
Me: Ok.
I grip the phone tightly. Tonight, I’ll know exactly where we stand. If there is an us going forward. Especially after he finds out about Roxy. That we’re together. Not that we’ve defined what we are. But I know I don’t want to let her go either.
The phone vibrates in my hand, and I let out a tiny squeal, jumping at the unexpected intrusion.
Ezra: I love you, Felicity.
I want to reply back with the same thing. But something’s holding me back. I’m not sure what it is. But I can’t say those words, not until I know we’re okay.
“So?” Roxy appears in the doorway, a coffee cup in one hand and a thermos in the other.
“We’re going to meet at his place after I do my live stream.” I stand up, taking the mug from her and picking up my bookbag. “Guess I should get going.”
“Alright. I’ll be here when you get home.” She waits for me to leave, falling in step behind me.
One way or another, I’ll know where Ezra and I stand by the end of the day.
Chapter 25
Felicity
Itakeonelastlook,making sure I have everything I may use during the stream close by. I’d rather be over prepared than not at all. But the whole time I’m setting up the area, all I can think about is talking to Ezra tonight and how it’s going to go.
Once I’m positive I’ve got everything the way I want, I kneel in front of my laptop and turn it on. I readjust my position, shifting my weight over to my left knee and log on to the site.
Behind the Lens. I still can’t believe I’m a fucking cam girl.
Once it’s up, I stand and move over to the door, making sure it’s shut all the way. Roxy is home, and I don't want to disturb her or have any noise filtering in while I’m streaming.
I check my phone one final time. A smile creeping across my face when I see a new message from Ezra.
Ezra: I can’t wait to see you tonight.
I debate replying, knowing that I’m going to be seeing him once I’m done here. But my fingers are typing before I can even make the decision mentally.
Me: Getting ready to stream. I should be done about 5-5:30 then I’ll be heading your way. I may be a few minutes past 6 but I’m still coming.
I can’t help but chuckle at the last word. Because quite literally, I’m about to be coming. All my subscribers are going to get a front row seat to it. Just the thought of that has me hot, my clit throbbing, begging for me to place my vibrator on it.
Ezra: I’ll be waiting no matter what time you show up. You have a key. Just let yourself in.
Me: Ok. Well GTG work calls.
I don’t wait to see if he replies. Instead, I power it off and place it on the table beside my laptop. Today, I chose not to go with a costume, and opted for just a cute, matching see through pink lace panty and bra set. Easy. I’m anxious to see Ezra so I don’t plan on being in it long. Breathe in. Breathe out. I repeat it over at least three times. My pregame routine. Once my nerves are calmed, I press the button. The very one that gives me the countdown to going live and alerting all my subscribers.
I sit down on the edge of the bed, slipping my mask over my eyes as the countdown starts.
Three. Two. One. Live.
I stare straight into the screen and give a seductive smile. My goal is to make each and every person watching me feel like I’m there just for them.
