Ezekiel stilled. Her question seemed to make him wage war with himself again on whether he should tell her the truth or not. She could feel the turmoil he was feeling within, and it before she knew it, she shook her head and forced out a smile.
"You don't need to answer that if it's too hard for you." She said quickly, concern filling her eyes. She did not want to push him. He was already so tortured that she did not want to add to his agony. She was afraid that he will lose control again and she might even accidentally slip into his memories again. "It's okay I... I won't get angry."
A ghost of a smile flashed over his face. "That's unexpected. But really? You won't get angry?" there seemed to be a tinge of amusement flashing in his eyes.
"I won't. I might keep thinking about it, but I won't let it rile me up, don't worry."
The amusement spread out over his eyes and his face.
"Soft." He muttered under his breath, but Alicia heard him and could not help but frown, wondering what he was referring to. "Your heart is as soft as your breast."
Her mouth dropped to the floor as heat instantly coloured her face. What the
He cringed at what he blurted out himself before a low chuckle echoed from him. She could tell he was laughing at himself. "Sorry, I'm just trying to distract myself. I know that was not the more tasteful thing I could say."
Alicia took a deep sigh to regain her composure and to stop the blush from overtaking her. "Nice attempt. But that's really something I'd never ever imagine Ezekiel Reign would say. I didn't know you were even capable of saying such a thing until now."
"Actually, I think the same too." He was still smiling, shaking his head as he kept his eyes closed. "Even I don't recognize myself when I'm with you. So, you and I should bear with it. At least for now until things are settled."
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They both went silent because Alicia had started to reach out and gently stroked his hair in a rhythmic and slow caress. Her hand just moved absentmindedly, and she was already touching the strands of his very dark hair when she belatedly realized it.
She stilled at that moment and her heart raced. She had been fighting the urge to hold him close to her and hug him tight, but she was afraid that her touch would do the exact opposite instead of offering the comfort she was wanting to give. freeweɓnovel.cøm
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