*Shelby*

The persistent knocking on the front door pulled me out of my sleep, the warmth of Michael's body beside me made me want to snuggle closer and stay in bed all day.

"Michael, can you go see who that is?" I whispered, nudging him gently.

"Ugh, alright," he groaned, reluctantly leaving the cocoon of our bed.

As he slipped on his clothes, I couldn't help but admire the hard lines and strength of his body. Age had done nothing to dampen the sexual ...