Beth's POV
I picked up the call, clearing my throat to compose myself. "Hey babe," Michael's warm voice filled the line.
I stumbled over my greeting, trying to sound casual. "Hi... hey... hi, how are you?" I managed to stammer out.
Michael's concern was palpable. "Do you need me to come pick you up?" he asked.
I quickly reassured him. "No, no need to bother. I'll head out soon. I'm just deciding on an outfit for work tomorrow, in case I end up staying over."
He smiled softly, and though I couldn't see him, I could hear the gentle curve of his lips in his voice. "You want to sleepover?" he asked, his tone hesitant, as if he was trying to confirm he'd heard correctly.
I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. "Yes, or do you not want me to?" I responded, my voice laced with a hint of pl
