Ezra sat, reading the newspaper as he enjoyed the comfort of his living room.
With all that had been happening with so little time for rest in between, he hadn't had a lot of chances to appreciate his situation.
He was now effectively immortal, with two wives and one fuck buddy. Yes, he wasn't the true owner of the wealth he currently had but he was rich. He had a mansion of his own and a car he could only dream of a year before.
He smiled to himself as he turned the page.
The door opened and Gen walked in, sporting her customary leather jacket. She shuffled to him and plopped into the space beside him before nestling into him.
He raised his arm to accommodate her, smiling at the sight. "Tired?" He asked.
Gen gave a hum, nestling deeper into him. "Not really." She answered.
