CHAPTER 41
MIA
Michael planted a kiss on my lips and rolled off of me, staring up at the ceiling. “Mia, you’re going to kill me with all this s*x,” he said, chuckling and breathing heavy. The sunlight flooded in through the sheer curtains and shone against his sweaty chest, rising and falling with every breath.
I rolled onto my stomach, kicking my legs back and forth, and smiled at him. He glanced down at me, lips pulled into a smile too. It had been a couple days since I’d told Michael I loved him, and we’d been having s*x whenever we could. This honeymoon phase would wear off soon, but I couldn’t keep my hands off of him now.
On the other hand, Mom was recovering quicker than the doctors had expected. I thought it was because James sat by her bed all day, every day, cracking jo
