Chapter Fifty-One
Michaela
I put on a robe while Lincoln cleaned up. Picked up his scattered clothes and placed them on the bed, and retrieved his shoes. I was in the process of gathering mine when he opened the door to the bathroom. I tossed his underwear at him.
“Thanks.” He tugged them up his shredded calves and toned thighs. “Gonna lock up behind me?”
Yeah.” We traded places. “Just give me a minute.”
Still wasn’t used to seeing my image in a mirror after s*x. Didn’t recognize myself.
But I didn’t regret this week, whatever came after.
When I returned to the bedroom, I stepped into my slippers. He was fully dressed.
Opened the door like a true Southern gentleman.
We walked downstairs side-by-side for the first time. No rushing. He didn’t want tonight to end and part of me didn’
