Summer POV

I rolled on the hard floor and snivelled. I oddly had a lot of space. I opened my eyes and realised I was alone on the living room floor and the fire I went to bed with had gone out leaving behind grey ash.

I rolled on my back and blinked at the ceiling. What have I done?

“Good morning, princess,” Ezra said.

He carried two coffee mugs. He only had a pair of pants hanging low around his waist. He sat next to me and kissed my cheek.

“You okay?”

I nodded, and then my body ...