Drowning

Chapter 45:

My body ached and I was exhausted from the late night we had together. Ezra woke me up again after my little nap and took me again. Just when I thought he had enough, he came back one more time. He finally fell asleep, exhausted and tangled up in me.

Ezra was snoring softly as I kissed his cheek and climbed out of bed to find the clothes Anna let me borrow. I was up earlier than I normally would have been since I had to sneak out of Ezra's room before JD and Anna got up.

I looked back at the dark-haired boy peacefully sleeping in his bed. He looked so young and innocent as he slept. I could try to pretend what happened between us was a two-night stand, but I would only be kidding myself. There was something between us that was undeniable. I hoped he was feeling the same way about this as I was. I was not ready to let him go.

I tiptoed across the hall and knocked on Aiden's door.

"Aiden, Brynn. Open up. It's me."

I heard fumbling, followed by a loud crash before Brynn opened the door with a sheet wrapped around her.

"You could have told me to come back." I covered my eyes.

"We just finished." She smiled triumphantly. It looked like her night had been as wild as the night I had with Ezra.

Aiden's room was torn apart.

Aiden came to the door with his boxers on, adjusting them as he was walking. From the look he had on his face, I could tell he wasn't disappointed either. I turned my head again, not to stare at the stupid grin on his face.

"Aiden, can you take us home? I have to get to work. Ezra's still passed out."

He nodded and pulled pants from a pile of dirty clothes. I quickly shut the door and went downstairs to wait for them to come down. I didn't need to see any more.

After a few minutes, they came down and we were walking out the door. Brynn laughed the whole drive back to my house when she asked me if I had a good time. She asked for details and I turned purple when Aiden stared back at me in the rearview mirror, waiting for my response. I shook my head and laid my head back on the car seat. I would never tell a soul what happened in that room.

After my shift ended, I opened my phone and saw a text. My heart leaped when I saw it was from Ezra. I laughed when I realized it was the same number that called me and hung up the other night. I knew he would never admit it was him. I hadn't completely gotten over the little jealousy thing that happened between us last night, but I was still excited he texted me.

Ezra: You snuck out on me, beautiful.

Me: You were passed out, didn't want to wake you.

Ezra: Band has another gig on Saturday? Can you come?

Me: Not sure. Am I allowed to come?

I saw the bubbles indicating he was typing. I knew I was being a smart ass trying to throw his overprotective behavior from the night before back at him. He deserved it.

Ezra: As long as it's on my cock.

My stomach tightened, my words backfired against me. I could feel the moisture start to build just from his dirty words on my phone screen. Ezra had a power over me I would never understand.

I closed my locker and was almost floating the whole way home. He was so infuriating and sexy at the same time. I had never felt this way about someone before. This was new territory for me. I needed him in every way possible. It wasn't just lust now. I was infatuated with him, which was teetering on the lines of becoming an unhealthy obsession.