Chapter 19

Summer POV

I rolled on the hard floor and snivelled. I oddly had a lot of space. I opened my eyes and realised I was alone on the living room floor and the fire I went to bed with had gone out leaving behind grey ash.

I rolled on my back and blinked at the ceiling. What have I done?

“Good morning, princess,” Ezra said.

He carried two coffee mugs. He only had a pair of pants hanging low around his waist. He sat next to me and kissed my cheek.

“You okay?”

I nodded, and then my body responded. My back was sore, and I could still feel Ezra’s hands digging into my skin from last night.

“I’m a little sore, but it’s a good sore.”

I took the mug from him. I should have come clean last night, but instead, I slept with him! I couldn’t control myself when I was with him, which was dangerous.

“Summer, I didn’t do this.” Ezra’s warm tone turned deadly and cold.

His thumb stroked the cut Marcella made with her pocket knife. I snat