I’m a poop!
Ever let go of the large man, and her distance made him uncomfortable. It was crazy how much power she held over Ezra; he loved her so much sometimes that not physically touching her made him crazy. There were moments when all the man wanted to do was wrap himself around her fragile frame, silent, for hours, until the morning came. He felt like that right now; his chest felt hollow and empty without her touching it. Her words scared her, and the male was truly frightened for the first time in ages. He didn’t know what to do at the moment. So she had thought about it? And what was her reaction? Did she want them, or didn’t she? The female was so annoyingly uncommunicative sometimes.
“And?” Ezra responded, somewhat irritated. “What do you think? Do you want them or no?” He had literally no idea how to approach this situation. Every word he said was loaded; Ever could take anything said the wrong way.
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