Page 107 of The Need to Know

“Cool, I’ll go whip us something up.”

His footsteps retreated out of the room and I almost let myself fall asleep. I didn’t want to move, all of me felt listless, but I needed to get up.

Stiffly, I threw one leg over the side of his bed, followed by the other. Sitting up was nothing, but standing was where gravity became a challenge. Whoa. I didn’t let this stop me from finding my way to his bathroom so I could use it and shower. The humidity in the air and the condensation on the glass doors let me know he’d already done so himself. Ezekiel lived alone, so there were no other showering options than his bodywash or the bar of Dial soap in the soap dish on the counter.

I took a new washcloth from the neatly folded pile on the shelf above the toilet and grabbed the bar of soap and took a shower. Under the hot spray of water, I felt myself transform. The water, mixed with the sex, had my mood lifting. By the end of my shower, I was smiling and giddy, especially when I got the bright idea to dig into Ezekiel’s clothes and put on one of his dress shirts.

Whatever Ezekiel was cooking smelled delicious. Time must’ve really slipped by as I was coming down, because he was dressed in a pair of pajama bottoms and a tank top when I discovered him in the kitchen stirring something in a skillet.

“That smells good,” I said, announcing my presence.

Ezekiel looked over his shoulder, spotting me and slowly smiling. His eyes ran down my body drenched in his shirt and his smile broadened. “Stir fry.”

“Yum.”

He turned the dial on the stove and the flame from the burner went off. He had two plates set up on the island along with two empty glasses. I stood taking it in, the sight of him cooking for me after doing that to me, and the natural feel of it all.

Sadé was on the chair in the living room curled up in a ball asleep.

“Hey,” Ezekiel said, gaining my attention. “You’re staying the night, right?”

I was in no mood to drive. “Uh, yeah, but your job…?”

Ezekiel shrugged. “I took the night off.”

I bit my lip, feeling shy suddenly. I wiped at my brow to hide my face as I looked at the ground. “Um, we’re gonna need to change those sheets.”

I had never had an orgasm that powerful before in my life, and the evidence of it couldn’t be avoided. I was almost certain there was a puddle underneath the bed.

The amusement on Ezekiel’s face couldn’t be missed as he scooped out portions of the stir fry on each plate. “No problem. Come eat. I’ll go handle that.”

He set the skillet back on the stove and came by me, stopping to kiss my temple before he went to go change those soaked sheets.

Alone, I jumped into action as I found my clutch on the floor. I didn’t have time to call Paisley, but I would let her know I wouldn’t be around to tell her about my date like I’d promised.

Me

Can’t talk, but after my date with Gray I ended up with Ezekiel

Paisley

Paisley

BITCH WHAT?!

Paisley

Now hold the fuck on

I sent her an exasperated emoji face because it was exactly how I felt and could only define the situation perfectly.

Me

Lonnnnnng story, but it was WORTH it!! He put me through the mattress

Paisley

Smh, girl we will talk in the morning