Chapter 125: Why Is Sara Calling Me?
I couldn’t take my eyes off Aeri. That light blue dress was doing things to me—hugging her curves, showing off her toned arms, the open cleavage, and that high slit revealing one long, smooth leg. My mind was racing, and I didn’t bother hiding it. "Damn," I said, my voice low and serious, "I’m having some wild thoughts right now."
Aeri’s face flushed a deep pink, her eyes darting away as she pouted. "Stop fooling around, you idiot," she said, her voice half-scolding, half-playful. She reached up and pressed her hand over my eyes, her fingers soft and warm against my skin.
I grinned, grabbing her wrist gently but not pulling her hand away. "Ahh, these soft hands," I said, my tone softening. "I missed them so much these past few days."
She laughed, a bright, flustered sound, and pulled her hand back, her cheeks still pink.
"You... oh my god, Ezra," she said, shaking her head like she didn’t know what to do with me. She took a step back, smoothing her dress as if to steady herself, then looked up with a softer expression. "You hungry? They’ve got starters over there—fancy little things. Maybe a drink? You’ve been eating properly, right? On time?"
I chuckled, stepping closer and resting my hands on her shoulders, feeling the warmth of her bare skin under my palms. "Shh, calm down, Aeri," I said, looking her in the eyes. "I took care of myself, I swear. Slept well, ate on time, the whole deal. I’m not hungry right now—wanna eat later, with you." I gave her a genuine smile, the kind I saved just for her.
Her eyes shimmered, catching the chandelier light, and a shy smile spread across her face, her cheeks still tinged with that soft blush.
"Okay," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. The way she looked at me made my chest tighten.
Before I could say anything else, a voice cut through from behind us.