Chapter 50 How Are You Going To Thank Me?

“Ezra.” Giselle whispered out as she gently tugged on his intertwined fingers, hoping to wake him up.

After several minutes of admiring how well both their fingers went together, and almost astonished that it looked like they were made perfectly for each other, the brunette had shook her head, clearing it of any thought that might let her emotions show, seconds before deciding to wake the sleeping beauty up.

Gently pulling on his hand again, she called out. “Ezra, wake up.”

At this, the brunette slowly peeled his eyes open, hazel orbs shining, even though they were slightly dulled by tiredness.

“Hey.” He gently breathed out and arranged his slacking posture on the chair, raising his palm to rub away sleep from his eyes.

‘How long had he been here?’ Giselle thought as she examined his face, finding herself slowly losing to his perfect features.

“Are you feeling better?” He asked and reached forward, placing the back of his palm on her forehead.

Although she hadn’t come down with a feve