Sweater Paws {michael clifford}{completed}

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Michael didn't know what got into him when he kissed Story, but when she kissed him back he knew he'd done the right thing. Soon things were heated and his tongue was exploring her mouth and vise-versa. Story was pressed against the wall and the sound of the elevator approaching tore them apart. Michael's face was red and flushed and she was out of breath. "I'll see you around, Story." He muttered, not looking at her, and he got into the elevator. She stared at him until the door closed. Never once did he look up from his shoes. 

That's when she knew he regretted it, and it hurt her.