His Soul & His Shame

Ezra's Pov:

"Where is your girlfriend?" This is the first sentence I am hearing from Fay after two years. I told her that I missed it but she is asking about my girlfriend! There is no girlfriend and never was.

"I don't have a girlfriend, Fay! You know that." I narrowed my eyes at her to not ask that again. She has changed so much in these two years and at the same time so damn much beautiful that I am having a hard time keeping my hands to myself.

While I was hugging her, the sweet familiar smell of her intoxicated me making me hard in an instant and my lips tingled dying to taste her mouth. I missed her so much and I had done things I hadn't done for anyone. "She is talking about Mitchell, Ezra!" Joanna said rolling her eyes at me like I am stupid. Sometimes I feel like wringing her neck like a chicken but she is Fay's friend and I don't want to hurt my baby girl anymore. "Mitchell and I were over and she was never my girlfriend and I don't have any girlfriends." I gritted out the words to Joanna looking at her to Fay who has her brows raising in curiosity and indifference too.

"It's good to hear." Izzy Fay's other friend muttered behind me making Fay's eyes turn towards her sharply. Anger shimmered in her eyes but as instantly as it came she smoother it down too I had caught it making a smirk grow on my lips. "Why don't we start dinner?" Mrs. Moore said ushering us towards the table I take my regular seat at the table and I know Fay will sit beside me as we always sat at the bit of same place before she can take her place, Izzy slumped her body beside me in Fay's place.

I groaned inwardly not getting to feel my baby girl's scent and warmth beside me.

Fay and Joanna took their place on opposite sides of the table and we started eating the food Mrs. Moore prepared she is the best cook in the entire world. My top chefs even didn't compare to her food. "Your hands have Magic Mrs. Moore. This tastes so good." I groaned out taking a bite of the steak and mashed potatoes.

"Thanks, Ezra." She gave me her warm smile and I returned one of the smiles I reserved for only Moore women.

"Umm, What do you do Ezra?" Fay's nosy friend asked from beside me. She is fluttering her eyes at me making me uncomfortable. I don't want to upset Fay more with the attention I am getting from her friend.

"I run a company," I answered, without looking at her and eating the food. I can feel Fay's gaze burning into me. I need to show her that I am not interested in her friend but I want her attention. I know I fucked up long ago and hurt but this time I going to do everything right.

"What company?" She asked again, trying to indulge me in the conversation. I roll my eyes at her obvious interest in me.

"A fashion industry." One-line answers are to tell the person that I am not interested in the conversation or whatever but she is not taking the hint. I need to get Fay alone even for a minute to tell her what I was waiting to tell. "Oh! Nice, I love experimenting with clothes and makeup." Izzy started blabbering about what she likes, etc but my focus is on my baby girl who is sitting silently and playing around with her food and occasionally nodding her head at whatever Joanna and her parents are saying.

Once we were done with the dinner we moved toward the living room and I took my place on the couch and waited for Fay to sit beside me but Izzy beat her and sat beside me giving me a grin. How can I survive her tonight?

I hope Fay is not thinking that I am overly interacting with her friend and trying to get into her pants because it's the other way around.

"I am going to my room, I am still feeling hungover," Fay murmured and moved towards the stairs. I just need to wait for her to enter her room and I will go to her room.

"I will say goodbye to Fay and leave." I stood up from the couch not giving anyone a chance to stop me. I am not going to listen to anyone stopping me from talking to her alone.

I hurried towards the stairs and stood in front of her room's door. I turned the doorknob and let myself inside, she is in the bathroom with the sound of the water running inside. I lean my body against the wall waiting for her to come out.

I am surrounded by her familiar scent making me inhale a lungful, relaxing me in an instant and I forgot half of my worries only with her scent. Her Scent, Her warmth, and Fay herself are like therapy for my insane self.

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A notification dinged from beside me pulling my attention and there were a series of notifications buzzing. I squinted my eyes at Fay's phone laying on the table lighting with texts pouring in from Daniel. Who the fuck is he?

I took the phone from the table and the words I saw on the screen made me grind my teeth in anger.

"What the hell are you doing with my phone?" Fay growled at me and snatched her phone from my hands.

"Who the fuck is Daniel?" I demanded taking steps towards her and she stood her ground glaring at me and not answering my question. Seeing her standing up to me and not cowering like she always did make a thrill go up my spine. I am not angry but turned on by her defiance.

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"It's none of your business, Ezra. Leave me alone." She growled, narrowing her eyes at me and sneering like a powerful lioness. I have never seen her this side but I am loving her anger and rage.

"It is my business when that fucker calls you cutie and the sweet shit, baby girl," I growled not giving her a chance to react, and snaked my arms around her and pulled her body towards mine, and moved towards the wall.

"What are you doing, Ezra!" She demanded weakly. Her breath comes out heavily and I know she is affected by my closeness as much as I'm affected by it and she can feel the evidence on her stomach hard and pulsing dying to be inside her.

I bent my head and buried my face in her neck inhaling her scent and my body shuddered violently with desire and want for her.

"You are mine, Baby girl and I hate sharing what's mine so tell me he is nothing." I croaked out, skimming my lips on her throat and hitting her earlobe slightly, making her shiver in my arms.

"Tell me, Fay! Tell me he is nothing and you are mine." My face moved towards her lips and we were a breath away from each other. If I dip my head slightly then our lips will touch and I am dying to taste her.

"E...Ezra...." I didn't let her finish the words and took her lips with mine groaning at the first taste of her after a long time. Her kisses are like a drug to me and I am an addict.

Fay Moore owns Ezra Irwin and she is owning me from the second she saw the broken kid sitting on a bench crying by himself alone.