Chapter Thirty Three - His wait is over

Zeke's warm hand in mine warms my entire body when the chilly air hits my skin like ice. I can see his unconcerned face when I look up at him while we stroll across the city.

As he realizes he's just caught me watching, his head twists and he smiles. "You could just tell me that I'm attractive,"

I shrug and say, "You're hot.

He grins. Likewise, Ms. Jones.

Unfortunately, I am still at the stage where the little things, like his calling me hot, make me blush.

He squeals, "Awww," mocking me. Your blush is very sweet.

I roll my eyes, yank my hand away from his, and huddle myself up by crossing my arms over my chest.

Ezekiel halts his progress and scowls. "Baby, that was harsh."

What was it?

"removing your hand. I feel hurt "I'm not sure if he's joking when he puts his hand to his chest.

Sorry, little one.

He furrows his brow. If you do, I might be willing to pardon you.

I interrupted him and glared at him, "Don't say blowjob.

I was going to say if you embrace me," he chuckles.

I bite my li