Sean's POV
She looked so hot standing there. I tried to stop myself but when I finally did it was too late. I sucked her in. The way she kissed me was surprising. I didn't expect her to want me like she did. Maybe not telling her the truth was a mistake.
Then again. Maybe it wasn't, because having her lips caress mine softly, gently, made my feelings for her stronger than ever.
When she kissed me back first I was surprised. My eyes widened staring at her to make sure this was all real. I put my hands I'm her long soft hair. I wanted to savor ever moment I had like this before reality would take it all away. I moved my hands down her back. She was so thin that I could feel her shoulder blades....the tiny rivets of her ribs....her spine. I traced the curves of her slender torso. Her teeth nibbled on my bottom lip then she got a firm grip tugging at it between kisses. My hands slid under her shirt and ran across her smooth skin.
The bathroom door clicked open. "Michelle." I heard Natalie's familiar voice.
Michelle jumped back practically tearing my lip off in the process. She peeked up at me looking ashamed, blushing wildly.
I wiped my now bloody lip and smirked back at her in response making her cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.
Natalie clicked her tongue like she was tsking us. Then she smiled devilishly. "Pizza's here." And left as quickly as she came keeping the door open a crack.
"You can stay for dinner." Michelle broke the silence fidgeting awkwardly.
Our eyes met and she started laughing. "What are you laughing at?" I asked beginning to laugh myself.
She smiled at me. "Nothing." Shaking her head and turned off the running water of the shower. I had a feeling we weren't going to talk about this for a while, but it happened and thats all that matters.
Michelle's POV
"So. Cam isn't it?" I spoke awkardly glaring at Sean who apparently brought an uninvited guest.
Since there was a larger crowd then expected we all sat in the formal dining room. Cam was wearing a ragged black seat shirt and black jeans. His hair was lighter than Seans but still a shade of brown and needed to be cut badly. His face had some bruises on it and I was starting to think that my house was becoming mre of a hosipital.
"Michelle right?" Cam flashed me a friendly smile.
I nodded still feeling a little intimidated by this stranger.
He picked up his slice of pizza with a shaky hand. "Thanks for letting me stay for dinner. You have a nice house."
Hmmm. Manners.
"You're welcome." I meant it to be polite but it sounded fake.
"So Cam where you from?" Of course Nat spoke up sounding as genial as ever.
"Here." He replied taking a sip of water.
Man. He was wolfing down that pizza. "Should we order another box?" I asked interrupting the conversation.
"I think we are good." Sean said smiling.
My life was spinning out of control as we took bites of delicious cheesy pizza. I don't know why I kissed Sean. It was kind of a heat of the moment thing. It was kind of a heat of the moment thing. I don't know how I feel about it either. He shows up at my doorstep with cuts and bruises like he can't turn down a fight. But with who and why? I could've just shut the door and turned away without any thought or feelings but when I saw him like that.....every time I see him like that I think of all the times he's saved me and even though I feel obliged to help him, I like to think that I would help him anyway.
