"Okay," you nod your head and head down the hall, Mike heading with behind you. Soon you turn into your bedroom, opening the door for him as he walks in. You can smell the scent that always seems to be around him: Red Bull and old spice. He wanders for a few seconds before going to sit down on the bed, laying back. He grins lightly. "Hey, c'mere," He murmured, beckoning you over to lay next to him. You can feel the heat rising in your face as you lay with him, and soon his arms are wrapped around your body. Letting out a quiet sigh, you snuggle into his chest and drift off, unable to hear the words murmured by the man holding you close.
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