Page 47 of Don't Leave Me

Oh my god.My heart felt like it had broken.I had no idea that he had gone through that…

I didn’t know what to say. I just looked up at him and put my hand to his cheek, stroking it gently with my thumb.

“I guess you can figure how she died,” he sighed, still staring up at the ceiling.

No, I thought to myself.Please don’t say it.I could feel the tears welding up in my eyes.

“It was three days before my birthday…April 5th. My dad found her in the bathroom – he wouldn’t let us see. But I’ve imagined it. She slit her wrists and left my poor fucking dad to find her like that,” he explained angrily.

I couldn’t help myself – I felt a tear falling down my cheek as I stared at him and his angry, heartbroken face.

“I’m so sorry, Michael,” I whispered, quickly wiping my face.

He finally looked at me with furrowed brows. “Me too,” he whispered, quickly putting his arm around me and holding me – I didn’t know if he was comforting me or if I was comforting him. Or maybe it was both.

We held each other like that for several minutes until Michael let me go and put his hand to my cheek, giving me his intense stare, but it was somehow different this time…it was like he was nervous or…shy?

“What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.

He shook his head. “Nothing’s wrong,” he said, a smile starting to arise on his lips.

I smiled back.What is this beautiful man thinking?

We emerged from my room after getting our morning, or rather afternoon, dose of our passionate, kinky sex, finding Billie and Emily giggling with each other in the living room while they watched TV. It was an odd sight to see, especially since Billie tended to not give Emily a chance for being my “bad influence.”

“Hey, you two,” Emily smiled at us brightly. “How are you feeling, Han?” she looked at me, her eyebrows raised with concern.

“Fine,” I nodded with a smile.

“I’m off, you guys. See you later,” Michael waved to both of them while I walked him to the door.

“Bye,” they said in unison in their own little sing-song way.

Michael opened the door and I leaned on the door frame as he turned to say goodbye.

“You’re gonna take it easy tonight, right?” he raised his eyebrows, a hint of humor in his tone.

“Yes,” I smiled innocently. “I promise…sir,” I whispered, biting my lip and looking at him through my eyelashes.

He grinned and shook his head at me, probably wanting to pick me up and carry me to bed again. Instead, he put his hand to my waist and pulled me closer to him.

“Good girl,” he said quietly, then pressed his lips softly against mine, my heart speeding up immediately.

He let me go and smirked, knowing he had easily turned me on, then winked at me slyly;seriously, this man is just perfect. I watched him walk down the hall and disappear into the elevators before I turned around and shut the door behind me. Billie and Emily were both staring at me with huge grins on their faces.

“What?” I laughed shyly, heading to the fridge to distract myself.

“I like him,” Billie declared, standing up and walking towards the kitchen, Emily quickly following.

I turned and raised an eyebrow at her. “Do you?” I asked, excited that she was giving her approval.

She nodded, leaning her hand against the kitchen counter. “Yeah. He seems really good for you…he takes care of you,” she explained earnestly.

“He wassogood to you last night. He was really sweet,” Emily joined in, tilting her head at me with a smile.

I was unable to hide the grin that crept up on my face, the happiness and joy inside me so full that I felt like I was going to burst.Heisgood for me, hedoestake care of me, and heissweet. Yes, he can be a little demanding, but that’s what I need…and honestly, it’s what I like.

“Yeah I uh…I like him a lot,” I said through my smile, staring off into the distance.

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