Michael
Waking up with a groan I flip over and nearly convulse with shakes. Pain ignites under me and flows down to my stomach.
Fuck. Not again.
Rolling back over, I pry my eyes open and veer around the living room.
It's been two days since Whitney and her parents came here to stay under my protection. Two days of long kisses at night with her cradled on top of me. Two days of talking all night long and two days of a constant hard on in the morning.