Chapter Nineteen.

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The next morning, Micah woke up with a groan of pain and a pair of very cold arms wrapped around his waist

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The next morning, Micah woke up with a groan of pain and a pair of very cold arms wrapped around his waist.

After standing outside the restaurant for nearly half an hour, Micah had finally managed to convince the girls that he didn't need to go to the hospital.

After having something to eat, courtesy of his Mates, Micah was brought to the station where his dad was silently mourning the loss of his dear friend, Waylon.

When they finally made it home, Micah found all four of the Cullen males waiting in his room, and the second his door closed, Carlisle was on him like white on Rice, checking over each and every injury, until he was sure Micah was going to be ok.

With a few cuddles and kisses, Micah soon found himself falling asleep in their arms.

Micah groaned in discomfort as he squinted his eyes from the harsh sun. The cold arm wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling his till he was flush against someone's chest.

Opening his bleary eye, Micah looked into those golden ones of Jasper Hale. "Morning." He mumbled tiredly.

Jasper purred, running his fingers through Micah's hair, earning a sigh of content from the teen.

"Good morning, Darlin'" said Jasper, his southern drawl coming out rich and thick as he began nosing Micah's hair, breathing in deep as he did.

Micah sighed softly, pushing himself closer to Jaspers cold body. The coldness helping the achy-ness of his body, "Where are the others?" He asked softly, his eyes drifting shut again.

"They went to hunt." Jasper replied just as soft. Micah nodded his head, fully content with not moving for the entire day.

Micah nodded in understanding, "What time is it?"

Jasper nosed Micah's hair, "It's about 7 AM."

Micah groaned, and with an reluctant sigh, began pushing himself up, much to his Mates dismay, "School." He sighed.

Jasper chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around Micah's back and pulled his back down onto his chest again, "It's Saturday."

Micah's eyes widened, "Oh." He mumbled in embarrassment, his cheeks glowing red. Jasper smiled softly, grasping Micah's face in his hands and pulling his up for a soft tender kiss.

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