I groaned as I tried to roll off the bed but I couldn't move my legs as it was entangled in Michael's hard pelvis. I tried to free my legs, to stand up but his grips on me tightened, I couldn't help rolling my eyes at him even in his unconsciousness, he was scared of losing me.
“ Tsk! Like I'm going anywhere with his ring on my finger” I scoffed at his antics before trying to free his legs from mine.
Gosh! I so hate you right now, Michael Thompson, I muttered to myself as I was dying to relive my bowel but this man just won't let me.
“ Michael” I tapped him lightly on his bare chest while gulping nervously as I took a swift dab at my now dried lips. Even in his sleep, my husband was hot...
No, Nina. You can think about that now. I chastised myself as I turned to glare at his sleeping form. It seems like he's playing planks at me.