Our lips met under the chandelier and my heart froze— what was I doing?
I asked myself over and over again as our tongues danced tango– Jesus, I swear I couldn't request for something else.
Was this love?
Ezekiel held me closer and my heart rate took on a new spike.
“Devour me” my mind cried, but my tongue didn't.
It was like the song “love me… love me…” began to play in the background, making the whole moment a whole lot more intentional.
Ezekiel paused, as his hands traced up to my chin.
“Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispered.
Before I could nod twice, my legs were off the floor.
I almost screamed out of amusement but let alone, there was no one around the restaurant and more.
It was just us.
He brought me to a pause on a table.
“Are you comfortable?” He asked again in a
