Page 36 of Michael's Awakening
And I… well, I looked like shit.
“Can I come in?” Michael asked in a husky voice.
“Umm, yeah. Sure.” I stepped back and let him inside.
After closing the door, I turned to him and froze. He was staring at me intensely.
“A little warning would have been nice,” I joked, bouncing a little on my feet. “I look like something that just crawled out of the gutter.”
Beneath the joking tone, there were nerves. Michael hadn’t seen me like that before. I always looked utterly fabulous when I saw him.
The smirk that I liked so much appeared on his handsome face. “And ruin the surprise? I think not, Angel.” He closed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around my waist. “You look beautiful.”
I scoffed, but inwardly melted. “You’ve never seen me without makeup before. And, well, look at me. I’m dressed in a blanket, baggy sleep pants, andSpongebob Squarepantshouse shoes.”
His gaze roamed down my body appreciatively, and my cheeks heated. “I think you look delicious,” he said and leaned down to kiss my neck. “I’ve never been a fan ofSpongebob, but I have a feeling you can convert me.”
I swallowed as his lips moved along my neck. My dick was stirring to life and the lust inside me was clawing to get out. Trying to change the subject, I said a little breathlessly, “You sent the lilies to my mom’s grave, didn’t you?”
Michael lifted his face from my throat and glanced at me before looking away. “I hope I didn’t cross a line. I just wanted to do something special for you and your family.”
“It was perfect. Thank you.” My heart swelled– as well as something else– as he looked back at me and gave me a devilishly handsome smile.
“I’m glad you liked it,” he said before leaning down to my neck again. He smelled like a mixture of rain and pure manly perfection.
I bit my lip as he continued kissing my neck and found the spot that made me weak in the knees. Wrapping my arms firmly around his neck, I pulled him closer against me, causing him to stop kissing and freeze.
Damn, I did it again.
The reason why he didn’t like me touching him baffled the hell out of me, but he promised he’d tell me everything eventually. I immediately withdrew my arms from him, and the blanket I was wrapped in fell to the floor.
“I’m sorry, Michael.”
He tilted his head up from the hollow of my neck and looked at me. “Soon, you’ll understand. But, I can’t tell you right now.” His eyes were pained and he took a step back from me, heading for the door. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t go.” Reaching out, I grabbed his hand. “I’ll be patient, I promise. But you can’t just take off every time something happens. You’ve got to stop running and have a little faith in me.”
“You deserve better than this.” He spoke in a soft voice and squared his jaw, releasing my hand. “I don’t know if I can be the man you need.”
“Michael, don’t start that shit again or I will take off mySpongebobslipper and spank your ass with it.” I raised my brows at him and put my hand on my hip.
It worked.
He chuckled and shook his head. “How do you do that to me? You always find a way to pull me back into the light when I find myself in a dark place.”
“Maybe Iaman angel,” I said with a smile, knowing I was full of shit. I picked my blanket up from the floor and grabbed his hand again. “Come on.”
“Where are we going?” he asked cautiously as I led him to the couch.
“It’s time for you to get acquainted with my four best friends.” I plopped down on the couch and then patted the cushion beside me.
His brow creased, but then he gave me a small smile and took a seat. Once he was seated, I cuddled up next to him and covered us both with the blanket.
Hesitantly, he put an arm around me and cradled me against him. His body stiffened as I laid my head on his chest. “Is this okay?”
He was quiet for a second before answering. “Yes,” his voice wavered.
I was going to move, but when I glanced up at him, he was smiling down at me with a determined look.
He was trying. For me.
We watchedSex and the Cityfor hours as we cuddled on the couch. Michael really took a liking to Samantha, saying she was a woman who knew what she wanted out of life and wasn’t swayed by societal norms of how a woman should act. Her over-the-top and incredibly funny sex scenes and her sassy attitude were deciding factors of her being his favorite.
I was just thrilled he actually seemed to enjoy the show.
Occasionally, our mouths would find each other and we’d forget all about the TV, but we never took it further than kissing. A part of me liked the idea of us taking things slow and working on building a relationship based on more than just sex. I really opened up to Michael, and the ‘no sex’ rule gave us more time to get to know each other on a deeper level.
The other part of me was horny as fuck and wanted to get laid now.
Michael was worth the wait, though. I only hoped that whatever secret he was hiding wouldn’t destroy us when he finally revealed it to me.
