Chapter 13 Ezra

" Ezra, honey. Stop staring out the window," Tessy says. "I promise, Olly will be back."

It's been a week since I've seen Olly, kissed his lips, made love, or read in bed with him. Fuck. I miss him so much. I'm starting to think I've never been in love before, because this crazy heartbreaking need to see Olly is something I never felt with my other exes.

"Love is stupid," I whine.

Tessy gasps, before rushing forward and gripping my shoulders. It isn't until she's staring at me with those intense brown eyes that are so similar to Olly's that I realize what I said out loud.

"You love him?" Tessy grins at me.

"I do," I let out a deep breath. "He doesn't know, yet. But damn, I do. I love the way he makes me feel. I love that we have so much in common. Sure we have our own passions, but we share passions and hobbies as well. I can have just as much fun with him, taking an adventure and hiking by the waterfalls, as I would window shopping with him on Main Street. I always thought it was crazy how people talked about soul mates, and hell maybe it's all the damn romance I read, but Tessy, he feels like my other half."

Tears spring to her eyes. "I believe it, Ezra. You and Olly are meant to be together. Both of you are so different together. You treat each other with so much respect and truly listen to each other. It's beautiful to witness."

"I'm scared, Tessy," I confess. "What if he realizes he wants to keep traveling the world, doing tours and performing. My life is here. Can I give that up for someone I just met a couple of months ago?"

"Oh honey." Tessy pulls me into a hug. "I don't think Olly would make you choose. Olly, Zayden, and Noah have the biggest hearts I've ever seen. Those boys have been through so much and each of them has fought for their dream. Each of them knows what it's like to have a passion. And Olly knows how much Beauty and the Boutique and fashion means to you."

"Talk with him. You two will work it out."

The bell chimes overhead as three people walk in. I turn fully to get a better look, and a smile breaks across my face. Olly, Zayden, and an attractive younger man with pink hair are standing there.

I sprint toward the man I love, and launch myself into his arms. I kiss Olly passionately until he pulls away and peppers kisses on my cheeks.

"Fuck, doll. I've missed you." He kisses me again.

A throat clears.

Blushing, I climb off my boyfriend and greet the other guys, only to see them starting with their mouths gaping open.

Zayden picks up his jaw first. "How the hell did you know that was Olly and not me?"

Olly chuckles behind me, placing a hand in the back pocket of my jeans and cupping my ass in the process. "I told you."

I glance between Olly and Zayden, and it's only then do I realize they are wearing the same outfit. Both have tight black jeans, a faded black shirt and a necklace. I laugh. "Were you testing me, Zayden?"

"I mean, yeah, you called it. Not that I would have been very disappointed in a greeting like that."

Olly's grip on my tightens, and I give Zayden a glare.

"Kidding." Zayden throws his arms up. "I didn't mean that at all. Trust me, my brother and I are never going to look at the same man again."

I relax.

The pink haired man steps forward, hand extended. "Hey, I'm Noah. The younger brother."

"Hi, Noah. It's nice to meet you. Olly has told me all about you." I shake his hand before tugging him into a hug.

Noah laughs, hugging me back. "You didn't answer the question. How did you know you were greeting Olly and not Zayden?"

Zayden walks over to Olly and I step back to get a better look at them side by side. I give it some serious thought.

"I'm not sure I can explain it. Olly is more… intense. Zayden is more cheerful, and Olly is more growly and sexy. He reserves his smiles and Zayden offers them freely. I don't know how to explain it, but ever since Olly caught my eye in the bar that first night, it's as if I only have eyes for him."

Olly does that sexy possessive growl and tugs me to the back room.

I laugh. "What is going on?"

He lifts me up and shoves me against the wall. "Fuck, doll. I missed you." Then his lips are back on mine. We kiss for what feels like hours. When he pulls away his lips are red and swollen.

I place one more gentle kiss on his lips. "I almost expected you to get whisked away by your rockstar life and not come back to me," I confess.

"Nonsense," he growls. "Nothing can keep me away from you."

"I know but—"

"Nothing. You hear me, Ezzy. Nothing could keep me away from the man I love."

I gasp, tears filling my eyes. "You love me?"

"I do."

"Isn't it too soon? What would people think?"

"I don't give a fuck what others think. I love you."

I sniffle, and laugh. "I was just telling your aunt that I'm in love with you."

Olly smiles, that perfect smile that's just for me. "Good. Now tell me."

I grin back. "I love you, Olly Black. I love you so fucking much.