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Ezra
Kyle is pissing himself for how much I’m threatening him.
Ezra
ANSWER YOUR PHONE OCEAN!
Ezra
Baby, can you please just tell me if you’re okay?
Ezra
I swear to God I am going to spank you when I find you.
Ezra
ANSWER YOUR PHONE PRINCESS!
Ezra
Onyx said you’re in Aruba??? Ocean, can you just text me back so I know you’re alive. Please, baby.
Ezra
Just wait until I find you again, Princess.
Ithrow my phone down on my bed in frustration. Ezra had messaged and called every day that I was in Aruba with Mia and Jade. In my defense, we all swore to turn our phones off. Jade needed the time to herself to fully understand her feelings for Onyx and how much she loves him. Mia and I were there for emotional support, and if I am being honest, I needed some time too.
After Mia's wedding, I had performances lined up and the tour to finish. Ezra went back to being busy with Mason Namara and then news of his new company hit. We’re both so busy that we barely saw each other. It was almost like a long-distance relationship without the relationship piece because we still haven’t talked about it. Sure, he gave me the best orgasm of my life and I could live off his kisses, and he is absolutely my first love, but things are still in the gray for us.
I could have seen him this week, but I jumped on the opportunity to escape with Mia and Jade instead. I don’t know how to handle Ezra’s intensity and I need to sort out my feelings of what he wants from me without his influence. Of course Onyx was the one to snitch on us. His family connections allow him to find out things like where we are, even on private property in Aruba. Our flight just got in tonight. I know I should message Ezra, but I’m emotionally drained.
I jump in the shower and rinse the travel and the rest of the sand from my skin before getting out. I complete the homework Mia assigned me to choose the outfits for my next performancebefore sliding under my covers. My phone sits there and the guilt suddenly becomes too much. I open up the string of messages and quickly type out a reply.
Me
Hi! Yes, sorry I was in Aruba and we decided not to have our phones on. I’m safe, I’m back now and we can chat tomorrow. Good night ??
I wait and watch when the message says delivered and then read. Knots tighten in my stomach, wondering if he’s going to reply or if I hurt him by ignoring him. I don’t want him mad at me. I wish everything was easier. Confusion, heat, pleasure, sadness keep bouncing around in my chest, fighting to be dominant. When I think about Ezra, my heart races. I get giddy and I want to see him. Then my brain flashes warning signs and I get scared to get too attached to him. As if putting distance between us will save me. Our schedules are already keeping distance between us.
My phone lights up suddenly. I pick it up likes it's a live grenade and gently tap open the text message waiting for me.
Ezra
Open your door.
Oh shit! I hear a knock on my front door and I jump from the bed, racing down the stairs in my sleep pants and tank top. I never told Ezra about my new house. I haven’t shared the information with anyone except for Mia and Kyle. The knock turns to a pound on the door and I rush over, sliding the locks open and finally cracking the door open.
Ezra’s eyes blaze with anger and a hunger that has my core aching for his touch and his kiss. He pushes his way into my home, walking past me into the small entryway. My home ismodestly large, just perfect for me and the trusted handful of staff I keep. I know he would have needed a code to get into the neighborhood, and sure enough, Kyle is standing outside and gives me a hesitant wave before driving off. Wait, did he have a black eye?
“Did you hit Kyle?”
Ezra grunts and takes off his shoes before walking into the kitchen. “Fucker deserved it. He decided to wait until now to tell me about your house. I thought you were living in hotels in New York. “
“That doesn’t mean you should hit him. He’s my security advisor. He should be keeping all my secrets.”
Ezra shoots me a look that says I’m delusional if I really believe that. “He knows what he did. Is this place even safe? Has it been checked out by my computer guy? You only need a code to get in the community, how often do they change it? Do you have a panic button?”
