WE LIKE EACH OTHER

Micheal that I can’t read. Then he gives me a smile that makes my gut clench and heat pool between my legs.

“No. We’re not. We’re actually behaving like decent human beings.”

“And if we didn’t like each other, we wouldn’t have ended up having sex, would we?”

“I don’t know about that. Desire and hate is a very fine line.” Heat flares in Micheal’s eyes as he looks over me. “I have wondered which side I’m on, but then I give up. Especially when I know what you’ve got.”

How am I supposed to answer that? Especially when he’s looking at me like he wants to take my clothes off? I didn’t allow him to come in for sex, really.

So why do I want to strip down right then and there?

“We’re going to be here for a while. And while I can cope sitting on that couch, I don’t think it’s comfortable enough to sleep on.” Micheal shifts closer to me and brushes his hand against my waist. “How about I keep you warm tonight? I’m pretty good at that.”

“Who have you been cuddling at night to get that review?”

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