She nibbled her lip, her eyes flickering with something darker, something that sent a rush of heat straight through me.
"How about you are breakfast?"
My smirk widened.
Sure enough, she rolled on top of me, sliding down my body, her mouth hot and teasing, her tongue wicked as hell.
By the time we made it downstairs, Michelle’s cheeks were flushed, her lips curved in satisfaction, and I had completely forgotten that my brother existed.
That was, until Logan grinned like a damn fool, his gaze dropping straight to Michelle’s bare legs.
"Shit," I muttered, immediately stepping in front of her, blocking his view.
Logan just smirked, taking a slow sip of his coffee, eyes filled with unholy amusement. "You two kids have fun last night? Did you use protection?" His grin widened when I flipped him off. "I swear I heard an animal dying at one point."
"Shut up," I warned, smacking the back of his head.
Michelle, without missing a beat, took a sip of coffee and casually remarked, "That’s how Brooks sounds when he’s coming. It’s awful."
Logan snorted so hard coffee went all over his face.
I groaned, hanging my head in defeat. Only she would say something like that without blinking.
"Anyway, I learned my lesson. Good morning to you both," I muttered.
Michelle flashed a fake, overly cheery smile. "You too!"
She hopped up onto the counter, her bare legs swinging, her hands wrapped around the coffee mug like she belonged here.
And fuck, she did.
I grabbed my own mug, moving between her legs, tilting my head toward her as I traced my fingers down her calf. She caught my chin gently, pulling my gaze back to hers.
Her expression had changed—softer, hesitant, like she wanted to say something but wasn’t sure if she should.
I could feel the weight of it, whatever it was.
She took a breath, then exhaled slowly, a small smirk teasing at her lips. “Thank you.”
I arched a brow. "For the sex or the shirt?"
"Dude, I’m right here," Logan groaned, slamming his plate down on the counter.
"Then leave."
Michelle giggled, setting her mug aside before wrapping her arms around my shoulders. "Thank you for last night. This is scary for me, but I’m learning it’s worth being a little scared."
My chest tightened at her words, and before she could retreat from them, I pulled her in for a deeper kiss, one that said I know it’s scary. I’m not going anywhere.
"It’s all part of being with someone," I murmured, lifting her off the counter and carrying her to the table.
Her smile was so damn radiant, I felt it in my chest. I got her mug for her and joined her, watching as she traced the rim of the cup with her finger, scrunching her nose slightly in thought.
"What’s your schedule for today?" I asked, genuinely curious about how much time I’d get with her.
"Studying for at least four hours, completing two assignments, then rewarding myself with something fun."
I smirked. "Define fun."
