Thank God for Michael

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I snuggled into the pillows, or I thought it was a pillow. It groaned and I knew it was Michael. I wrapped my arms around him tighter and nuzzled into his neck. Soon, there was a knock on the door. I groaned and slowly got up.
"Hold your dicks would ya?" I yelled as I opened the door. My dad just laughed and walked in. Michael walked out, rubbing the sleep from under his glasses. All he had on was his pajama bottoms. I giggled and blushed, and he smiled sleepily.
"You two better have not done the deed yet. Cause I'll personally kill you both!" Dad scolded gently, huggine me into his massive shoulder. Michael smiled more and shook his head, stifling a yawn.
"Trust me, I would never do the deed with her til we were married," he said, sending a knowing wink in my direction. I giggled more and hugged dad tighter.
"Thank God for him. You've been so happy ever since you met him. Im glad you've calmed down with a young man you can trust, " dad whispered, kissing my head.
"Me too, dad, me too," I murmured, walking over to Michael and wrapping my arms around his waist, my head on his chest.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 08, 2016 ⏰

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