Chapter Eighteen
Lisa
Monday morning came around and I woke up in our bed. I turned around to find Ezra staring at me. "How long have you been looking at me like that, weirdo?" I smiled though because I felt like I was full of sunshine and rainbows. I was just so madly in love.
"A good half an hour or so," Ezra replied. "While I mentally willed you to wake up so we could just stare at each other goofily.”
"Gosh, the magazine will be out on the supermarket shelves."
"Yup, and the press were given a heads-up about it from my PR, so it'll be in the tabloids too." Sliding out of bed, Ezra walked out of the room and I heard him open another door.
"No one there yet. The fact I'm in Willowfield and an hour away from Central London is a good thing."
Ezra had advised me to take a few days of
