Ezra Sokolov (Cypher Security Book 2) by Celia Crown

Author:Celia Crown [Crown, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Reese

Ezra is resourceful; she can transition naturally to fit any scene that requires her aid.

The conference with Stein is one of them.

Given a choice, I would never be anywhere near that foul man. I don’t have a choice because it has been planned to garner attention from the whole world. Stein wants everyone to tune in for the match taking place one week from now.

I am being forced to wear a suit. I hate it, my skin already itches from the confinement as I fix my tie.

“Oh, you shouldn’t have, yezhik,” the coach coos when Ezra steps out of her room.

The gorgeous dress fits her body like a second skin, and her tiny ankles are strapped in by a pair of thin heels. Her thigh peeks out the slit in the dress, and her round tits bounce under its thin material.

Her hair has been swiped to the side, exposing her tantalizing back. The dress exposes the dip of her spine.

“It’s not for you, Dad,” she quips as she holds the bouquet of familiar flowers.

I recall they are the ones from my room. I don’t have the chance to ask about them when she turns her attention to me; the gorgeous smile on her face steals my breath.

And it has nothing to do with the tight collar around my neck.

“Very handsome, sir,” she praises.

“Very beautiful, miss,” I admire as she smiles.

“I’m handsome too,” her father snarks and grumbles under his breath.

“A bit pungent,” Ezra notes with a wrinkle of her nose.

My hand finds its place on her back as I trace the soft skin to steer her towards the elevator. I have taken great pleasure in knowing she does not mind it when I touch her.

She always avoids any chance of being grazed by someone else.

I am special to her.

Good, I hiss in my thoughts.

Ezra is mine; I will not let her be taken away. Not when I know there are men at boxing matches who take good care of their appearance.

I have strayed away from trying to keep up with appearances in social situations. I have been told I am a rugged man who talks with his hands.

“It’s a new cologne I’m trying.” The coach presses the button for the ground floor where the conference is being held.

Ezra lifts her head and watches the coach sniff his arm with a smile. The flowers are colorful, but my attention is on her as she reminds me of a tiny fairy in a bed of flowers.

“What are you doing with the flowers,” I manage to ask when the thought comes back to me.

She purses her pink lips. “They’re beautiful; it’d be a shame not to share them with the public.”

Confusion hits me, but I do not know where that emotion is coming from since her entire statement makes no sense.

A lot of things Ezra does are confusing. I have no complaints about it, it just makes my interest in her more intense.

Learning about her is like peeling away the layers of an onion.

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