Page 72 of Fall

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“Ineed you to wake up, Angel.”

I inhale deeply and release it slowly as my whole body stretches with a satisfying hum. For the first time in years, I slept like the dead, thoroughly and completely without the use of alcohol or narcotics. I reluctantly open my eyes and blink a few times in rapid succession to clear the sleep away. I roll over to face Micah, who’s smiling from ear to ear.

“What’s so funny?” I murmur.

He shakes his head, raising a hand to brush hair off my face.

“You’re so beautiful,” he praises and leaves his rough hand on my face, gently rubbing his thumb across my cheek.

I roll my eyes at his compliment, attempting to play down the blush that I’m sure is on my face. I feel like a fucking schoolgirl.

Micah leans in and tenderly kisses me despite my morning breath. His tongue traces my bottom lip, but when I don’t open my mouth, he sucks it in and tugs on it with his teeth.

“Morning breath,” is all I say in response.

“Don’t care.”

I attempt to push him away, but he grabs my wrists with lightning speed and puts them over my head, exposing my breasts. He rolls on top of me, staring at my nipples while they harden into points from the sudden coolness. He presses his cock into my inner thigh, leans down, and kisses me with an unapologetic hunger.

He manages to slip his tongue inside, and I immediately taste the hint of toothpaste.

I pull my face to the side to speak. “You jerk. You brushed your teeth.”

He buries his face in my neck, and I feel his smile. He uses his tongue to trace up my neck and around the outer shell of my ear, sending goosebumps down my body.

“I wish I could do this all day,” he breathes and then changes the subject. “I’ve got to head downtown, but I want to spend the day with you, too. So whenever you’re ready to get up, just take a shower here and meet me at The Brewery. I’ll get an Uber and leave you my keys.”

Micah kisses down my neck and doesn’t stop until he’s sucking on my left breast and massaging the right one.

I break his hold on my wrists to let my fingers weave into his long hair, and I make an effort to ignore the heat growing in my belly.

“I can take a shower in my own room and get an Uber just as easily.” I attempt to hide my arousal, but my words are airy.

He bites down, pinching my nipple between his teeth, making me yelp.

“You will take a shower here and drive my car to meet me downtown.” He growls into my flesh, and I can’t help but laugh. Bossy Micah is just plain funny.

His head snaps to mine as if he can read my thoughts, his eyes lit with humor. “You find something funny—”

Micah is cut off by the sound of the bedroom door opening.

“It’s bad enough you left us, asshole, but did you really have to keep me up all night with all your fucking?”

The color drains from my face at Caleb’s voice.

Fuck you, universe. Just fuck you.

With Micah covering me, I know Caleb has no idea that I’m the girl in this bed, but it doesn’t stop my heart from racing with fear. I stare at Micah with wide eyes, and I swear I’m going to go into cardiac arrest when I see the evil smirk slide into place.

“You really should have knocked, bro,” Micah says without moving.

Caleb sighs. “It’s a little late in the morning for a girl to still be in here.”

“I’m breaking the rules. Sue me. I was just about to get my dick wet, but you’re more than welcome to watch.”

I stare at Micah, mortified at the conversation. I’m going to murder him once I get my clothes on.

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