*Shelby*
I woke the next morning to Michael's arm draped over my stomach. His breaths were deep and steady, while his fingers gently caressed my skin in a comforting embrace. A wave of contentment washed over me, and I felt safe in his arms.
I sighed happily as the reality of our situation slowly came back to me. Despite all the stress and uncertainty we had been facing, he had still managed to make me feel completely secure and loved, and I was so damn lucky to have him.
I reluctantly peeled myself away from him and grabbed my robe before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. The warm water felt heavenly on my sore muscles. Michael and I had blocked out the world and made love into the early hours of the morning, and I welcomed the soreness.