I wrapped my arms around Ezekiel’s neck, pulling him closer until our faces were just inches apart.
“I would love to do it again,” I whispered, my lips brushing his ear as I spoke.
“But aren’t you hungry?” Ezekiel murmured back, his voice low and teasing as his lips grazed my ear. The warmth of his breath sent a shiver through me. I sighed, my body reacting to his closeness.
“Yes,” I admitted, biting my lip.
Ezekiel smiled, his eyes dancing with amusement before he stepped away. He opened the fridge, the cool air escaping as he rummaged through it.
I sat on the table, my legs swinging lightly as I watched him. The sight of him, so relaxed and comfortable, made my chest swell with something warm. He finally pulled out a perfectly grilled chicken and set it on the table.
I slid off th
