Ezekiel's POV.
I froze as soon as I heard her words. My hands paused mid-wash, and I slowly turned to look at her. I was trying to make sense of what she had just said, wondering if she really meant it. But she didn’t waver. Her gaze stayed locked on mine, steady and full of confidence. There was no hesitation in her eyes, no trace of doubt. Then, without another word, she turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving me standing there, stunned.
I stared after her, my mind racing. First, she s*ck*d my fingers without hesitation, and now she’s giving me this… proposal? My heart pounded in my chest as I turned off the tap. Does she even realize what she’s saying? I squeezed my eyes shut for a second, trying to steady myself.
How could she even say something like that? I leaned over the si
