It was freezing when I woke up. I turned over in my bed trying to keep the cover wrapped around me for as long as possible. When I woke up earlier I managed to slip my underwear on but then I got kidnapped by the warmth and fell back to sleep hoping to return to my dream. I rolled over and was shocked to realise that it wasn't a dream. Michael, my childhood sweetheart was laid in my bed shirtless, his swirl of dark hairs matted at the top of his chest. His eyes shut tight, his chest rising with every breath.
Michael came round to my place to check on me yesterday after my fall at work. I shouldn't have worn those skyscraper heels. I just wanted him to notice me. And that he did when I flew straight into his arms after my ankle collapsed on me. He came round we had some pizza and wine. And now he was asleep in my bed.
I decided I should make coffee or something. I moved my legs to the edge of the bed and carefully untangled the covers from my body feeling the cold air brush against my body. I sat up and took a deep breath, hoping not to wake Michael up. I was just about to stand up when I heard a slight mumble. I turned my head to look at Michael; he forest green eyes were staring right at me. I felt my cheeks turn a bright pink colour. The way he looked at me made me feel all warm inside. I didn't realise what was happening and then I felt Michael's hands on my waist. He pulled me back into the bed my chest pressed against his. We were so close. When his stubble grazed my shoulders ,as he kissed them, I couldn't help but giggle.
"Michael. Michael, work comes first remember" He always used to say that to me.
"I know but today, today you are my priority" He whispered into my ear, his hand caressing my back.
It wasn't long before I gave in and decided I would call in sick. But before I could even think about getting out of bed Michael placed his lips on mine. The kiss made me feel lightheaded. His lips were so soft and his calloused hands roamed my body. I lost all track of thought.
My stomach rumbled and Michael stared at me with his eyebrow raised. I buried my head in the crook of his neck. I felt him laugh and I joined him shortly after. I felt Michael get out of bed and watched as he pulled his boxers and jeans on. I couldn't help but smile at the sight.
"I'll make breakfast you relax and dream of me your handsome boyfriend" he said as he planted a wet kiss on my lips.