Chapter 181

“Why?” he asked, tilting his head, genuinely confused.What I’m a bad kisser,” I said, looking down at my lap.Ezekiel smiled softly and lifted my chin with two fingers so I had to meet his eyes.“No worries,” he said tenderly. “It’s my fault.”“What?” I looked up at him, surprised.“I’m actually the bad teacher,” he replied with a playful little grin, his thumb still stroking my jaw. “We‘ just have to practice more… until you feel comfortable.”My face burned hotter, but something warm and fluttery bloomed in my chest. The way he looked at me – patient, gentle, full of desire but holding back – made me feel safe.