*Shelby*
The persistent knocking on the front door pulled me out of my sleep, the warmth of Michael's body beside me made me want to snuggle closer and stay in bed all day.
"Michael, can you go see who that is?" I whispered, nudging him gently.
"Ugh, alright," he groaned, reluctantly leaving the cocoon of our bed.
As he slipped on his clothes, I couldn't help but admire the hard lines and strength of his body. Age had done nothing to dampen the sexual prowess that emanated from the man, and it made my heart flutter just like during the early days of our relationship. No matter how long we’d been together, he still made me feel like he did the first time we were together.
"Lauren?" I perked up, hearing her familiar voice mingling with Michael's in the hallway. Their muffled conversation continued for a moment before Michael returned, a smile on his face.
