*Shelby*

"I’m the lucky one, Shelby," Michael whispered against my lips.

"Well, you’re about to be.”

As soon as the door shut with a click, Michael rushed across the room and wrapped me in his arms. I grabbed his collar as I stood on my toes to kiss him. In one fluid motion, he slipped his hand up to cup the back of my head.

His kisses quickly grew in intensity as his hands wandered down my back. His need for ...