Hundred and Forty Seven

“That just mean I will smell like you?” I raised my brows. His face became dry of every excitement he built up very quickly.

“You need me, moreover the smell wouldn't last long.” He started to walk closer smirking.

I hated every sight of him, as he walked closer I hated it. He reached me and then squatted in front of me while I watched every of his movement.

“Please don't touch me.” I told him looking at his hand which he was beginning to stretch towards me.

Just then before he could say anything else Becca walked in.

“Leave her alone, Ezra. I don't care if Alexander gives her his blood. I don't want you around her at all.” She walked toward me, and used her back to push him away.

Ezra smirked before standing well. I could feel his ego fall on the floor, I bet he had never been hurt in his life.

“Will you eat now?” asked Becca replacing the already melted ice in the tub.

“Yes.” I answered.

“Alexander is making some food for us already. Do you like spaghetti? Alexander is