Ezra
Don’t make me blush.
Scarlett
Oh, you have no idea.
Ezra
I think I do, considering who you are.
Scarlett
I’m no one.
Ezra
You wish.
Scarlett
Life was simpler when no one cared about my personal life.
Ezra
I can keep a secret.
Scarlett
Willing to sign an NDA?
Ezra
Whatever makes you comfortable, but my word is worth a million. And I promise to keep us private. Always. I respect you and your boundaries. Got it?
Scarlett
Thank you!
I head downstairs, and when my foot hits the bottom stair, Willow barely acknowledges me. Once in the kitchen, I start my day like usual, but I’m adding a new addition to my morning list—Scarlett.
While the dark roast brews, my phone buzzes again, louder against the countertop.
Three minutes have passed since she last texted.
Scarlett
I noticed you never answered my question. Changed your mind?
“No fucking way,” I growl with a laugh.
She really has no idea what she does to me.
Ezra
You’re kidding, right?
I reach into the cabinet and grab a mug. It’s the same one she chose the first morning we had coffee together. And to think that was only five days ago.