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Chapter 20: 𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈

Paisley's POV:

     Waking up the next morning, I felt so different. The sun was shining through the windows welcoming a light that graced the silhouette of the man next to me. He was even more gorgeous completely naked. I've never seen the body of a man so perfect in my life. I traced my fingers down the side of Michael's neck down to the center of his chest and graced them over his arms just admiring the person in front of me.

Last nights experience started to play in my head. The way Michael makes my body respond in ways I never knew were possible. He was so gentle and attentive to me. I especially appreciated that he made the experience mine. I felt myself letting go of all the fear and allowing the pleasure. Allowing him to please me in a way that introduced me to my own sexual awakening. He never expected me to give anything in return, last night was all about me. I almost started crying just remembering the way he took care of me. Even down to washing away the traces of my pleasures from between my legs. "God, please let him be everything he seems to be. I don't think I can handle losing him." I thought to myself.

I know I may sound silly or foolish, but I think I was falling harder for Michael everyday. You have to experience the things I have to fully understand how stuck and afraid I was before Michael. I never thought I'd be happy like this. Never thought I'd become comfortable around any man. Never thought I'd feel love or receive love. You know how damaged of a woman you must be to feel this way? This, this man, this moment.. I'll forever be grateful for. There's hope for me after all. I hope my mom is proud. I know she was really afraid that I'll be alone for the rest of my life. I thought that very same thing for myself.

Michael shifted slightly pulling me from my thoughts. In that moment I had an idea. I slowly got out of the bed not wanting to wake him. I tiptoed towards the door grabbing my t-shirt before closing the door behind me. I wanted to surprise Michael with a sweet gesture of my own. Ever since I first arrived, Michael has done so many sweet things for me that I felt it was only fitting I returned the gesture. I mean after last night, I owed him that much.

I went to the kitchen and looked in the fridge for all the things I needed. From the couple of months being here, I learned that Michael isn't the biggest fan of breakfast. He'll eat it occasionally but he preferred fresh fruits and bagels. I took a few strawberries, mangos, pineapples, and kiwi out to dice them up to make a fruit bowl mix. I popped two blueberry bagels in the toaster and prepared two glasses of mimosas.

I looked up at the time and realized fifteen minutes had gone past. I hope Michael didn't wake up already. I wasn't yet done with my little surprise. I grabbed some whip cream before taking everything up to my room and setting it up. I spread rose pedals around the room and lowered the shades over the windows just slightly setting the tone of the room. Lit a few candles and placed them around the room. I grabbed the oils I bought from the store a few days ago and set everything in place.

After admiring the setup, I had to admit, I was really good at this romance thing. I took the fastest shower of my life and slipped into something more comfortable, but sexy. I looked at myself in the mirror and appreciated the beauty looking back at me. I had to credit Michael, he brought out this woman standing in front of me.

I hurried and wrote Michael a cute note giving him three simple directions. After spraying the note with one of the fragrances from my collection that I knew Michael loved, I snuck back to his room to find him still asleep. I placed the card on the pillow next to him then bent down to lay a soft yet firm kiss to wake him. I made my quick exit turning to make sure my plan was in effect before heading back down to my room.

Michael's POV:

I felt the soft touch of Paisley's lips press against mine, demanding me to wake up from the deep sleep I'm sure I was in. I opened my eyes slowly anticipating the view, I sat up once I realized I was alone in my bed. I know I felt her but maybe I was dreaming. I looked over to see a note occupying the space that was now rightfully Paisley's. I knew I'd get her to sleep in here eventually. I couldn't help but smile remembering last night. Damn, I wasn't expecting to go that far this soon. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy that it did. Im still thinking about how creamy baby girl gets. I had to stop myself, I already woke up expecting to roll over into her sweet folds. Where was she? I opened the note and instantly smelled the YSL fragrance I bought for her. She know I loved this scent