(Alexa's POV)
When Ezekiel touched me, a spark of heat existed inside me. I couldn't understand what I felt at that moment. All I knew was that his touch gave me a warm feeling.
But when I realized that I was losing my composure again, I instinctively slapped Ezekiel's hand off of me. I mean, I wanted his hand to stay there, but I couldn't possibly show him that I wanted it so badly, right? He might think of me as some kind of a slut or something.
"I'm fine, so don't touch me." I then spoke. Still, I felt my cheeks burning hot as I couldn't meet Ezekiel in the eyes.
"?" Ezekiel didn't reply to me immediately though. He only looked at me for several moments as a huge question mark floated over his head. And then he said, "It seems like you've gained back your strength. Let's continue ou
