Still Grace's P.O.V.
Embarrassed by my words I quickly turned around and began to fold up his hot shirt, gently laying it on the bed. I cautiously turned around, only to be met by a statue like Mike, staring at me bewilderedly but a slight and cheeky smirk playing at the corner of his lips, his eyes were wide, showing off the full sphere of his deep cocoa iris'.
When my gaze caught his, his eyes darted around, to rule out any possibility of awkward eye contact.
I broke the silence, "Let's agree to forget I ever said that okay?!" I smirked as I handed him his shirt, he was now grinning, silent laughter rippling though his body.
"Easier said than done..." he purred as he looked deeply into my eyes, licking his lips.
"What?! Oh come on! Be game!" I begged, my cheeks turning a darker shade of crimson by the nano second!
"What if I don't wanna play by the rules?" He growled, was he trying to seduce me?
I stood in front of him, gobsmacked but still feeling tantalised by his messy curls and sweaty body that stood before me, he spoke again before he gave me the opportunity to answer him.
"How do you know what somebody looks like after sex anyway? You said you were a virgin." He furrowed his eyebrows.
My smile immediately dissolved and I began to panic.
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Be Careful What You Wish For. 2
FanficThe second book of 'Be Careful What You Wish For.' Find out more about the adventures and mishaps that Michael and Grace into. Follow the events of their relationship, their life together and their separate lives. Who they meet, what they do and whe...
