Ezra’s P.O.V
Kyla and I have been in our own little bubble the last few days, not seeing anyone. We only left to go to work. I think our talk brought us closer together, no, I don’t think, I know. We had spent our night hanging out, binge-watching shows, making love and f*****g. Though more the lovemaking side of things than the f*****g. I never thought I would be the sort of guy that would be making love to a woman; I thought there was a better chance of hell freezing over first. I find myself enjoying it, enjoying being with Kyla in that way.
I was on my way home from work, Kyla coming over later. I finished a couple of hours early because I had a romantic night planned for us. She had no clue I was doing it. Who knew I was the passionate type? I have learned a lot about myself since
