Chapter Eight
Lincoln
Waking up to Michaela out of my bed? Okay.
Waking up to her out of the apartment? Sucked.
SuckedAfter that second amazing round of s*x, she was totally wiped out, so I figured I’d hold her, we’d nap, then use the rest of the night very wisely.
Never expected to be dead to the world until eight in the morning! Some rockstar…
Then came all the questions—when did she leave? How did I sleep through her sneaking out? Why’d she bail without even a note?
Did I make her think I wanted that?
I had tried to follow my friends’ wives’ advice. I started slow with her, trying to chat and get to know her. Never asked her on a date until by voicemail just now.
When I kissed her outside Jake’s place, she didn’t shy away and I went slowly. She was the one who kicked it into ov
