Chapter Twenty-two

 

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

 

 

 

 

“I’m starving.”

Still in the midst of post-coital recovery, I blinked up at a ceiling fan before finding the gumption to turn my head to the side and take in Ezra’s expression.

His entire body rolled my way until he was facing me and lay on his side where he tucked his hand under his cheek and grinned with so much animation he practically glowed. “Aren’t you hungry?”

“Uh…” At the moment, I couldn’t rightly answer. I felt so limp and sapped of all energy after what we’d just done, my brain was still trying to process what hungry and starving even meant.

Ezra, on the other hand, seemed energized and ready to tackle the world. Laughing, he popped up into a sitting position with way too much enthusiasm, asking, “When was the last time you ate?”

“Umm…” Too boneless and sated to think properly, I frowned. “I don’t know. Noon?”

Noon was a word, right?

“Then you could definitely eat too.”

I could? Okay. Whatever he thought