Ezra returns home from organizing patrol rosters when we are at the end of the movie. He gives me a weary smile when he walks in, but I can tell something is stressing him out. He leans over the back of the couch, I tip my head back to gaze up at him from my spot on Mateo's chest.
I stretch up to meet him, and he presses his lips to mine in a sweet kiss. Before he can pull away, I grab at his shoulders and deepen the kiss, nibbling at his bottom lip. He smiles against me before I let him go. “Nice to see you too,” he greets, leaning his forehead against mine and staring into my eyes.
"What about me? Where's my kiss?" Mateo teased, pressing his forehead against ours.
Instead of pushing him away, Ezra turns toward him, eyes darkening as he thinks about the question. He sighs and goes to p
