The Drummer

Chapter 14

"Babe." Mike calls from the other room. We have been together now for two months and it's been the best two months of my life. "Baaabe." He whines again, me lost in thought. "Sorry" I say appearing in my bedroom. "I can't find my shirt." he says. "Oh, it's in the dryer, it should be done in a few minutes." I said. "Oh, thanks" He says with a smile grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. He kisses me softly again and again, bringing me as close as he can against his warm shirtless body. We slowly move to the bed, me more comfortable with him than anyone I've ever been with. I let him slowly lay me down and hoover over my body. He puts his hands on my hips and comes closer to me once again kissing me, stronger this time. I love these moments we have. We haven't slept together yet. Every night that he has spent the night, we have kissed and cuddled. Just two people showing affection in many ways. He tells me how crazy it is how we haven't gone to the point of making love. He doesn't mean it in a bad way, he means it in the best way possible. When we were done making out and playfully teasing each other he pulls me out of bed. He gets his shirt out of the dryer and pulls it over his tattooed body. "Are you ready to go?" He asks. "Go where?" I ask. "Anywhere, we can drive until we get somewhere that jumps out at us." he says. He was so adventurous, I loved that about him. We get into my car and start driving.