Amelia
The alarm goes off, waking me from a bizarre dream. I am lying facing away from Ezra when I open my eyes. I sigh and roll onto my back. Ezra is snoring softly on his side. I touch his cheek, and he snorts.
“What?” He mutters.
I smile and roll out of bed.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” He asks in a groggy tone.
“I’m fine,” I shrug. “I have to get ready for work.”
“I quit,” He mentions.
“You did, but I didn’t,” I counter.
“You don’t have to go,” Ezra reaches for me.
“We are working on an important project. I can’t leave the team hanging,” I say, heading for the bathroom. I feel energized as I don’t feel queasy this morning. I start my routine and hum while washing my face.
“Amelia,” Ezra appears in the doorway completely naked.
“What? I have to get to work,” I sigh.
“Hone
