Chapter 55. Measure The Size Of My Cock

Ezra POV

I frown, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“Birdie…”

“You only need sex from me—”

“That’s a fucking lie, Wren.” My frown deepens. “And you know it. I brought you because I needed to show you off, but obviously I can’t do that without us getting caught, so I rented this place.”

The chair creaks loudly as she stands. “I…I need to use the bathroom.”

“Wren…”

Before I can stand, she’s already walking away from me. My hands ball into fists as she disappears down the corner, and I groan.

This was supposed to be a beautiful night. I had plans, and I ruined them all by myself.

I contemplate going after her when my phone vibrates in my pocket.

It’s a text…from AJ.

“Terry is going to be at the pit tomorrow by nine p.m.” the text reads.

The pit.

Memories threaten to filter in but I push them away.

My jaw ticks, and I text back. “Which of them is Terry?”

A picture drops.

One of