Zeke’s POV
I yawned loudly as we got out. Camille dragged me out of my house for "self-care ". To be fair, I can’t remember the last time I went to a salon or went to a spa. It’s been very stressful for me and I appreciate that someone actually bothered to get me out of my cave, aka my house.
But does it have to be this early?
"Girl, you said you were going for a vacation. But you’ve been in your house for days! " She exclaimed at me while we were going to her car.
I simply shrugged, "And I’ve never been productive before. I think I can finish the other half of the novel soon. " Surprised was an understatement considering how much I’ve written for the last three days.
She looked at me like I had just lost my mind, "Is that why your eyebags look like they will reach your neck soon? Don
