I wake up and open my eyes to a gentle yellow hazy room feeling really, really happy, I feel stupid happy. I feel so warm and safe. My pillow is so warm and I realize it's a chest, not registering it's a whole person. As my mind is waking up I realize I'm not alone and that the chest is a someone and someones strong arms are wrapped around me. He stirs and peers out of sleepy eyes at me. He smiles and pulls me back into his chest. We sit up and he kisses the top of my head and I remember the events of last nights passion and blush. He strokes my cheek and I nuzzle into his warm hand.

 "Morning beautiful," Ezra whispers on my neck. I trace the lines of his delicate facial features. He brings me in for a kiss and I pull him in. We get carried away and he sweeps me up in a smooth gesture and plops me back into the bed he slides himself over me so gently and carefully. He teases me for a second sitting us up and pulls me into his lap and crosses my legs around him. "You wanna have more fun?" he whispers mischievously as I nod my head and tighten my legs around him as he stands up "I know some tricks that'll make you feel even better," he says and he brings me lower on his body and proceeds to make love.

 Ezra doesn't leave me and we spent three consecutive days with each other barely stopping to eat, we ended up showering together. It was really nice for the first time I told him, he said it was his pleasure and also his first we spent the fourth day talking. He told me a lot and how he waited for me for so long when I asked what he meant he just told me to be sure to come back if I really wanted to know. He made it very clear what we had done wasn't going to be just a one night stand and that he promised to court me properly and he gave me his number and he even told me when our first date would be, in two days, then I left home.

 When I got home a pile of gifts was laid in front of my door. There was a gift that stood out from the rest of them. It was from Ezra, the writing is very elegant, it reads "I am bothered by your absence even though you just left not even half an hour ago... I look forward to seeing you again... I'll send a car for you tomorrow if you're not too busy I want to spoil you. Till I see you again my Dear" he signed the bottom in his elegant script. I open the box and a beautifully carved box, the box is white and has baby blue flowers painted on it. In the box is a layer of three white tissue paper parcels resting on a bigger blue tissue paper parcel. The first parcel contains a paper mache flower bouquet, the second contained a set of white silk gloves and the third contained a short white lace skirt and a soft chiffon lilac-blue blouse. The blue parcel had a white hi-lo dress with a floral pattern of very light blue flowers, made of very fine chiffon material. 

 He knew my favorite material and my size after barely meeting me I thought almost surprised. He's good I couldn't help thinking. I gathered the gifts and carried them inside to my room. I begin to close my door and I spot a note taped to my door I rip it off and go inside my room and lean on my bed frame. The note says "read this" and has a piece of newspaper folded neatly inside. The article says "a 'very new artist' snatched the most eligible bachelor, Ezra Godspeed, by first having him buy her paintings and then seducing him, sources spotted the couple going inside Godspeed's manor in a very indecent manner," the rest of the article was just splashing her name as dirt. The note was from the owner of the house, Addaline Maison, and it was another slap to the face. It read "I let you in and took care of you. You wanted to go sleep it up. You go sleep it up somewhere else. I want you out by Friday. Good luck." it was tapped to my door on Wednesday, today was Friday. I slide down to the floor in defeat. I curse myself and check my bank account on my phone, I'm not worried, thanks to Ezra I have a cushion I can use to actually buy a house. I pack up the small room into two suitcases and my purse. I call a local real estate company where I know a fellow shadowhunter works and they sell me a Victorian style mansion down the street from the Institute.