Chapter 32: Chapter 32

Michael's POV

So much had changed in so little time. Maybe it wasn't a lot but from my perspective, her forgiveness meant so much.

The fact that she didn't hate me bettered my mood whenever I thought about it. We slept in the same bed but the thought of being unable to touch her killed me in many ways than one especially when I spooned her and she wiggled her perky ass in her sleep or when she buried her face in my neck and rolled in her sleep and settled on me.

"Hurry up, Jade" I groaned as soon as I stepped into her room. I collapsed on her bed and the pug who only knew how to eat shoes climbed the bed as well before sitting right in front of me, blocking my view of Jade's vanity table. I hated that thing as much as I liked it.?

I meant the vanity table.

"Don't rush me! I'm trying to do something with my hair!" She grumbled from the bathroom. I sighed and pushed myself up, walking to the bathroom.