Everly and Michael spent their Thursday morning and night, around each other without being intimate. Spending their Wednesday night on the couch had clearly satisfied their endless cravings, and fulfilled their almost always raging desire for one another. Such that when he came through the door on Friday afternoon; he was willing to see her off, without suggesting that they make love before she left.
"I got here as quickly as I could, I didn't want to miss you." He sighed, sitting next to the travelling bag she had been packing on the bed.
"My Lyft will be here in thirty." She told him, zipping up the bag.
"You sure you don't want me to come with you?" The idea was making him grin, "there's still enough time for me to change."
The scary part for Everly was that she didn't think he was
