"Elyssa!" he called out to me. I growled under my breath and turned around to face him as he ran up to me. "Yes, Zeke?" I asked, fisting my hands and placing them on my hips to show that I didn't feel like dealing with him right then. “I was on my way to my room. If you don't mind, can you walk with me? I’m dying for a shower; my back hurts like hell." At the mention of a shower, Zeke's eyes had the telltale sign of mischief in them for half a second before they returned to normal, and I held back a sigh. The new Zeke wasn't as fun to be around as the old one. Not that I much appreciated the sexual remarks or the beating, of course, but this new Zeke was just odd. I was certain that anyone who knew him better than me would also agree. Zeke nodded once and motioned for me to walk ahead of him. I did so, trying to stop my hips from swaying as much as they normally did; I didn't want Zeke to think that I was trying to seduce him just because my body was changing with the damn baby inside me.
