Page 43 of Texts From My Exes
His gaze locked on mine, lazy and lethal. “Not gay.”
I jumped up so fast I nearly face-planted over the coffee table. “Right. Not gay. Nope. Good experiment. Great success.”
“Fantastic success,” he rasped. “Next time, bring a stronger hypothesis. Maybe it’ll beyourturn. I do love to study.”
My thighs clenched traitorously. I bolted to my room, slammed the door, and stared at my reflection in the mirror.
“For science,” I whispered.
Total bullshit.
That wasn’t for science. That was for me.
For him.
Forus.
What the hell was happening?
I woke up to the smell of coffee and the sound of someone humming off-key.
Ezra.
Of course he was humming like the poster child for “Nothing Happened Last Night” while I lay in bed replaying the out-of-body, not-for-science handjob that had ruined me forever.
I groaned into my pillow. “Maybe he’ll be gone.”
Spoiler: he was not gone.
When I finally dragged myself out, there he was in the kitchen, hair messy, hoodie on, sipping coffee like ahuman beinginstead of the reckless experiment subject he’d been six hours ago.
“Morning,” he said, like we hadn’t committed unspeakable acts of science on the couch.
I froze in the doorway. “Morning.”
He handed me a mug. “Coffee. Extra cream, two sugars. The usual.”
That—that—was what broke me. Not the kissing. Not the hand. Not the orgasm that definitely wasn’t mine but might as well have been. No. It was him remembering my coffee order and acting like nothing had happened.
“You’re awfully chipper,” I muttered.
He smirked over the rim of his mug. “Slept great.”
I glared. “Oh, did you?”
“Yeah,” he said casually. “Not sure why. Something about the night felt… productive.”
I nearly dumped my coffee on his head.
Before I could retort, my phone buzzed. And buzzed again. Then again, until it practically vibrated off the counter. Ezra’s phone joined in, buzzing in harmony like a duet of doom.
I picked mine up, already bracing. Notifications filled the screen—comments, shares, tags.
Vex and Harper FAKING IT?
Chemistry…or publicity stunt?
Caught fighting on their “date”
