Chapter 7: A Storm BrewingEarly on Saturday morning, I opened my eyes and found myself staring at Michael’s face right up next to mine. I smiled at the pleasant sight and ever so gently let my lips touch his. Our arms were wrapped around each other and I lay there in his arms, feeling so content and happy.
The bedroom door opened slightly and Axel peered in. He saw us in each other’s arms but still came in bringing with him a cup of coffee.
“I thought you were alone,” he whispered.
“It was late so Michael stayed the night,” I whispered back.
“I’ll bring another cup of coffee.”
“Axel, do you think I could have some money as we are going to buy my dance gear this morning?”
“Do you know how much?”
“No, no idea!”
“I’ll give you my credit card but don’t buckle it on a spending spree,” r
