I woke up the next morning to an empty bed in a hotel room. I admit I panicked a bit. I mean had I dreamt it all? Did Michael really come back or was it a dream? I sit up in bed looking around for the man. Tears come to me. I had to keep calm. He had to be here.
Somewhere!
He would not leave me without saying goodbye to me, right? We had such an amazing night together. I could feel it all. Being in his arms was the best feeling in the entire world. I loved it. And I did not want to give that feeling up. Not one little bit.
Michael comes out of the bathroom.
He had been in the shower.
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"I forgot how nice showers were" he whistles cheerfully.
I sigh. I lean back on the wall there by the bed. I groan.
"Why what is wrong baby?" Michael asks me.
"I was scared there" I admit. He s
