Sorry! I know it's been like FOREVER but, school has been crazy! I have so much work, especially for my AP's, it really sucks. I was planning to write more but i'm dead tired, on a saturday night! Crazy right? I'm very sleep deprived. Anyway this was 6-7 pages on word so i don't know how long it's going to be on here but by the looks of it, not very. *sigh* I promise i'll try to upload soon, maybe during this upcoming week? We'll see. But until then, happy reading!
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I awoke with a start the next morning. Just as I was about to get up I felt this weight around my waist. I turned slightly and saw Michael sleeping soundly with his arms around me. I huffed and turned back around knowing I wouldn’t get out of his hold until he was awake. As I was lying there I started to think. How am I going to make this work with Michael if I cant trust him? I mean I trust him, but with my heart? Not so much. And who is this guy watching me? It’s getting to the point where I’m not even freaked out anymore, just annoyed. Maybe after we leave here today all the phone calls will stop. Once I get back home, hopefully it’ll all just go away, but that’s just wishful thinking. As I was fiddling with the Egyptian silk sheets I felt heavy breathing on my neck. Turning around I saw Michael, wide awake and alert. I flipped my body till I was facing him and whispered,
“Morning.”
He just smiled and gave me a swift kiss on the cheek.
“Are you still mad at me?” Michael asked, pulling me closer to him.
Am I? I mean I’m still slightly annoyed that he didn’t trust me in the same bed as Logan but I guess I know where he’s coming from.
“No. But I’m still slightly annoyed.” I said.
“Look Kristin, I didn’t mean to be so aggressive and possessive last night, but I just hated the thought of you in another guys bed.” Michael said his fists gripping my waist tighter as he said the last part.
“I know. It’s just, I fell like you don’t trust me.” I said looking away.
“I do trust you, it’s Logan I don’t trust.” He said honesty clear in his voice.
“Michael, Logan would never try anything on me. We’re just friends.” I stated firmly, trying to get my point across. Michael looked unconvinced but drop it by saying,
“What time do you wanna get out of here?”
It didn’t take me long to answer.
“Now.”
Michael laughed lightly then went to get out of the bed. After lying there for a second more I did the same.
“Don’t forget we have to stop by my house when we get home.” I reminded him.
“Do we really need to stop there?” Michael asked as he walked to a suitcase of clothes he got the other day at the store.
“Yes. Now get dressed so we can leave.” After that I walked out of the room to Logan’s room so I could get dressed myself.
When I got into the room the sight before me turned my stomach.
“Guys, really? Again?” I asked, exasperation laced in my voice.
