Seventh Mark (Part 1 +2)
“She’d insisted on giving me some privacy, and the amount of winking and nudging she’d given me before leaving the room had me in jitters. I pulled the covers tightly around me and forced my eyes shut, every muscle tight. So what if Michael came in? It’s not like you have to sleep with him. I never gone down that road and knew I wasn’t ready.
At the sound of a knock, I jumped. Michael poked his head in and smiled when he saw me. He walked in and closed the door behind him. He wore only a pair of cotton pajama bottoms, and those seemed to show off his sleek build even more. Shirtless, the tanned muscles from his abs, his chest, and his shoulders, belonged on the cover of a magazine.
He stood by the bed, an amused look on his face most likely due to me blatantly checking him out. I scooted to the far side of the bed, thankful the sheets were cool, as I’d suddenly grown warm. He hopped on top of the sheets and lay down, resting his hands behind his head as he crossed his ankles. I couldn’...t stop staring; he looked like a Greek god.MoreLess
At the sound of a knock, I jumped. Michael poked his head in and smiled when he saw me. He walked in and closed the door behind him. He wore only a pair of cotton pajama bottoms, and those seemed to show off his sleek build even more. Shirtless, the tanned muscles from his abs, his chest, and his shoulders, belonged on the cover of a magazine.
He stood by the bed, an amused look on his face most likely due to me blatantly checking him out. I scooted to the far side of the bed, thankful the sheets were cool, as I’d suddenly grown warm. He hopped on top of the sheets and lay down, resting his hands behind his head as he crossed his ankles. I couldn’...t stop staring; he looked like a Greek god.MoreLess
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