CHAPTER 7
Ezra
I woke up with a text from Renee saying she wasn’t going to switch partners. I exhaled, grateful she hadn’t switched. I responded by emailing her the partner assignment for today. She needed to find a way to drop into her body. I gave her a list of ways to do that.
Dance
Yoga
Massage
Wear your favorite perfume
Clothe yourself in your favorite texture
Renee: What’s the point of this?
Me: To be in tune with yourself. Touch your skin, live in your body, communicate with it, and see what makes it feel good.
Renee: Yes, Sir. Are those my only options? Can I choose more than one?
Me: No, you can do anything you want. Yes, you can choose more than 1.
Renee: Okay.
Me: We’ll chat about it later.
Renee: Yes, Sir. Thanks.
Me: You’re welcome.
My class met on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, which meant I wouldn’t see Renee today unless she asked, or I suggested it. Realizing I was still tired, I showered and put on some sweats and a hoodie before making my breakfast. After a quick breakfast sandwich, I laid on the couch and pulled the throw on top of me. Immediately, I smelled Renee on it, and I groaned. Why did she smell so fucking good? Her scent was sweet and subtly spicy. It reminded me of caramel with a little cinnamon sprinkled in. Just a dash.
She…
I woke up to my phone ringing. The living room was dark and clearly the sun had gone down. My stomach ached with hunger, and I was disoriented. I answered the phone without looking at the ID and held the phone for much too long, unsure of what I was supposed to do. A side effect of being in a deep sleep.
“Hello?” Renee said.