Ezra's POV
"Huh? Calix, what are you doing here? And why did you close the door? Where's Ethan?"
I threw so many questions at him at once—because obviously, wasn't this weird? He was just with Ethan a moment ago, and now he comes into my room. What is Ethan going to think about this?
Hearing me, he stepped toward the bed, and I was confused. In the very next second, both of his hands pressed onto my shoulders, and he pushed me down onto the bed. As my back hit the mattress, I realized what was happening. In the next moment, he lay down beside me.
"Shhh. Don't say anything, Ezra. Just… hold me."
When his words reached my ears, I was shocked. What was he saying to me? Then, all of a sudden, he moved into my arms. My arms were obviously too small for him, yet he adjusted himself in them and closed his eyes. I was dumbfounded. He even took my hand and placed it on his back, guiding me to pet him—and so, I did. I stroked his back while he slept.
