Page 68 of Michael's Awakening
“Where are you going?”
Smirking, he answered, “It wouldn’t be fair for me to open a gift if you don’t have one as well, right?”
He left, and I bit my lip as I watched him walk away, unable to peel my eyes from his naked, toned ass as he moved.
When he returned, he had on a pair of red pajama pants and handed a matching pair to me. “Put these on. It’s cold.”
I smiled up at him and slipped them on with a shake of my head. He was so protective, I loved it.
Sitting down beside me, he gave me an anxious look as he tapped his fingers on the box he held in his hands. It was wrapped in shiny golden paper, topped with a lopsided red bow.
I smiled at hisflawlesswrapping skills.
“Here.” I handed him the present with an excited smile. “You open your gift first.” Nerves fluttered through me.
I hoped he liked what I got him. It was a men’sBulovawatch I ordered fromMacy’sand it was gold-toned with stainless steel. The dial was black, with golden stick indices, and there were exposed mechanisms with luminous accents. It cost me more than a month’s rent, but Michael was worth it.
Michael placed the gift he bought for me on my lap and gently grabbed the box I offered him. What I could only describe as a shy, childlike smile flitted across his face as he looked down at it and then back up at me. Carefully, he grabbed the corners and began unwrapping it, taking his time.
I didn’t rush him, even though the suspense was killing me. This was the first Christmas present he had ever opened and I wanted him to enjoy it.
What seemed like a millennia later, he finally got the present unwrapped and opened the case to see the watch. “This is beautiful, Gabriel.” He shook his head in awe and looked up at me with excited green eyes. “I love it.” Smiling, he reached toward me and brought me to him for a loving kiss.
“It’s engraved,” I said after kissing him. I grabbed the watch and turned it over for him to see.
Seeing your darkness, I loved you even more. Forever yours, Gabriel
Michael stared at the engraving for several seconds before shifting his eyes to mine. “This… this is perfect. It’s difficult to make a lawyer speechless, but you’ve succeeded, Princess.” He smiled with a heartfelt gleam in his eyes.
I placed the watch on his wrist and buckled it. “There. It looks sexy on you.” Tilting his wrist from side to side, I examined it and smiled.
“Your turn.” Michael tapped the box in my lap. Bouncing anxiously, I lifted the present and tore off the wrapping paper, causing him to chuckle. “Excited, are we?”
I nodded and stared at the box before opening the lid. A loud gasp escaped me at seeing what was inside. It was a silver choker necklace that had a dangling amethyst stone encased in a small ring of diamonds. There were also smaller diamonds along the band of the necklace, throwing off major bedazzle and fabulousness. “Oh my gosh!”
“So, you like it?” Michael asked hesitantly. “I know how much you love wearing collars, so I thought I would get you one that reflected the Princess you are.” I threw my arms around him and started planting kisses all over his neck and jaw, causing him to chuckle. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Ceasing my assault of kisses, I lightly smacked his arm. “It looks too expensive, though. I didn’t want you to spend a lot on me.”
“Really?” He cocked an eyebrow. “And this watch you bought me costhowmuch?”
“Okay. Point taken. Geez.” I kissed his cheek and set my necklace down on the small table in front of us before standing up from the couch.
“Where’re you going?” Michael reached out and gently grabbed my arm, halting me.
“Going to get some blankets and decent pillows. These couch pillows suck,” I answered, putting a hand on my hip.
He looked puzzled. “Why? We can just go to the bedroom if you’re tired.”
“But I want to sleep in here by the Christmas tree.” I grinned at the look he gave me. “You know, just in case the fat man in the red suit shows up.”
“You’re such a little kid.” He laughed and dropped his hold on my arm.
“Whatevs. You totally love it.” I winked and walked off.
Returning with the blankets, I shooed Michael off the couch so I could tuck a sheet into the cushions and then set down the pillows. It was a good thing he had a large couch that we both fit on comfortably.
“Come here, you.” Michael pulled me down next to him, tucking me under his arm and against his bare chest.
I snuggled into him and placed a soft kiss to one of his scars, noticing how he didn’t wince or cringe like he used to do.
“Goodnight, Angel,” he whispered and kissed my forehead. “I love you.”
Closing my eyes, I let his words drift through me. “I love you, too.”
