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“So what does this one do?” He picked up the pink and white rose quartz and I smiled.
“That one represents love and emotional healing. So does this one.” I pointed to the morganite. “This one is good for protection and growth.”
“Protection?” He quizzed.
“Yeah. I always wear one.” I held up my amethyst necklace and he stared at it.
“Can I hold them while you do Reiki?”
“Yes.” I stood between his long legs and tried to concentrate on the task at hand and not how good he smelled or the warmth radiating from him like golden waves. “I’m going to touch you here,” I placed my palm over his heart. “Is that okay?”
“Go for it. I don’t know if it still works or not. Feels pretty fucking empty in there.”
“Ezra…” I sighed, shaking my head.
“It’s true,” he said. I wanted to touch his handsome face and tell him that nothing was wrong with his heart. That it was broken and it had to heal. I kept quiet though because if I started talking, then I’d also start touching him because there was something insanely irresistible about him.
“I’m going to move up and down your body, touching you in different places and I don’t want you to be alarmed.”
“Alarmed by you touching me? Okay,” he laughed.
“Shut up and let me go through my script.”
“Do your thing, Solo.”
“What did you call me?” I smiled.
“Solo. Seems like a fitting nickname or are you one of those people who don’t do nicknames?”
“You can call me Solo. My ex’s son calls me that. I think it’s so cute.”
“Are you close to his son?” Ezra asked.
“Very. I still sneak to see him when he needs me. His dad is a bad guy and I hate that he has to be alone with him every day.” I shook the thought out of my head and put my hands on his knees. “Let’s not talk about me. This is your Reiki session.”
“I like hearing about you. I could listen to you talk all day.” He rolled the stones around in his hands and they clicked against each other. Ezra looked at me for a few beats, rendering me silent.
“So, I need you to lie down on the table. Make sure you’re comfortable.” He stretched out on the table and his legs hung partially off the bottom because he was a giant. “Close your eyes and let me go to work,” I said.
“Go for it.” When his eyes closed, I stole so many glances at him I felt like a damn stalker. His thick dark lashes rested against his cheeks and his full lips were perfectly relaxed. I wanted to steal a kiss.
You’re really thinking about stealing a kiss from an eighteen-year-old child you met yesterday, Solana? Get a fucking grip.
I sighed and pressed my hands against his chest until my palms heated up. I mouthed a quiet affirmation for his sanity and peace and for my own. I moved up and down his body laying my hands on him. I could feel how stiff and blocked off he was along every chakra I came in contact with.
I worked with him for at least an hour. I worked on him so long that he fell asleep and his breathing became rhythmic. He needed a lot of energy work but I was up for the task. Ezra was special.
When I was done, I watched him sleep for a few extra seconds while I stood at the head of the table. I had no idea why he came into my world but now that he was there, I wasn’t going to let him go. So what we had to be friends? I didn’t have a lot of friends because I didn’t trust a lot of people around me but I trusted him almost instantly.
I leaned down and placed my lips next to his ear. His warm golden skin smelled like Irish Spring soap, clean and fresh. I wanted to bury my nose in the crook of his neck. “Ezra, wake up,” I said quietly. His eyes fluttered open and he looked at me. His thick brows crashed together as he sat up on the table.
“Shit. I didn’t even know I was asleep. You’re good.” He rolled his shoulders and stretched his neck then looked down at the stones in his hands.
“How do you feel?”
“Like I’m buzzing.” He handed me the crystals I gave him and I set them on my candle and incense table.
“Don’t try to get up right away. Sit there for a minute.”
