Michael POV:I got more miserable with every minute. I had enough time to think about my involvement in her death. Leo was right, it was all my fault, I shouldn't have allowed her to leave my side. I was at my lowest, tired, hungry and distraught. I had no idea what to do or say, I just simply lay on the cold concrete floor and waited for whatever was coming. I knew the feeling will only get worse, I couldn't see myself escaping from the guilt anytime soon. It would weigh me down for a very long time. I took a peak at the clock hanging on the wall, it read a quarter of an hour before 7 pm. I couldn't see outside world, but I knew the sun would be hiding it's last rays of light by now. I couldn't believe I would be spending another day at the police station, sleeping on the hard cold concrete.Just like the fading rays of light outside, my hope dwindled. I finally gave up and tried to get some shut eye, perhaps it would reduce the hunger I was feeling. I was finally drifting awa
Aurora POV:I recounted my lie over before knocking the door, Mr. Jordan had insisted on escorting me in, I was only glad to allow him.I knocked on the door twice and waited to hear some movements inside. Finally i heard sounds of footsteps approaching the door "Aurora is that you?"She opened the door before I could think of a reply. Relief spread across her face at the sight of me, but her facials turned at once at the sight of Mr. Jordan. I realized I might have set up Mr. Jordan for some cold chiding and didn't give him a chance to avoid it by forewarning him. "Is this how you treat your workers with utter disrespect" He looks so confused and stared at me for help. "Didn't you consider you were with a grown woman that needed to be driven home before drinking to stupor." "I'm sorry ma'am" He said. I could still see the confusion on his Face."You barely consider the fact that she had someone waiting at home, do you know how worried I was.""I'm sorry ma'am" He addedThe look
Micheal POV:I got more miserable with every minute, I had enough time to think about my involvement in her death. Leo was right, it was all my fault, I shouldn't have allowed her to leave my side. I was at my lowest, tired, hungry and distraught. I had no idea what to do or say, I just simply lay on the concrete floor and waited for whatever I was waiting. I knew the feeling will only get worse, I couldn't see myself escaping from the guilt anytime soon, it would surely weigh me down for a very long time. I took a peak at the clock hanging on the wall, it read a quarter of an hour till 7 pm. I couldn't see outside world, but I knew the sun would be hiding it's last rays of light by now. I couldn't believe I would be spending another day at the police station, sleeping on the hard cold concrete, I couldn't have seen myself here in my wildest thoughts.Just like the fading rays of light outside, my hope dwindled. I finally gave up and tried to get some shut eye, perhaps it would reduce
Micheal POV:I felt the rush of wind against my face while he sped towards the hospital, I was so tired but the miniscule hope of seeing Aurora again hale and hearty was enough to keep me on my feet. But I was nervous, shakily nervous.He pulled up in the hospital parking, I got out and walked while he trailed behind me. He caught up in no time.He patted my shoulder gently "She's alive I can feel it in my gut" "So could I Cal, so could I" "Then trust it "I wish I could Cal, I wish I could...I nodded at him and watched him walked in front of me, now it was I who trailed behind him. Slowly we walked into the hospital and directly at the medical receptionist sitting behind a large desk; a chubby woman probably in her early 30 s. I couldn't remember seeing her here yesterday, but how could I when my head was in another space with Aurora on the verge of dying. I allowed Cal to do the talking..."Good evening, ma'am" He said"Mr. Calhoun Ballenge, Evening sir, how may I help you" "The
Micheal POV: We pulled up in the front of the little apartment, it says much about their financial status. The weather-beaten slat cottage sat at the far end of a mostly brown lawn. Wood silvered by the sun. Roof shingles warped. Small stands of plantain and giant bird-of-paradise for privacy. The whole house was barely up to the porch of the laurel House. But it took nothing away from how beautiful house and neat the house was. "This house looks odd" Cal said "There is a strange beauty about it" Yeah I guess, so"The sight is quite evocative" He emphasized "I am heading out" I announced, before opening the car."Should I wait in the car?" He asked "Of course you stay in the car, You don't know her nor do you have any busines you wish to discuss with her" "Not really, we had an encounter, but I doubt she would recognize me" I got out of the car and headed to the door.I knocked on the door gently. I didn't have to knock the door twice before I heard movements and her small reco
Micheal POV:I turned to see Cal walking towards us, waving Aurora's purse.My eye widened. 'oh shit' I muttered under my breath I walked to meet him halfway."I thought I told you to stay in the car" I muttered "You were taking too long. Besides, I am not your driver nor one of your employees. I can do whatever I want" He repliedHe placed the purse in my hand and walked past me and headed towards Aurora. Aurora stared at Cal in disbelief. "Miss Hardy, I believe you own that" He said announcing his arrival."Mr. Calhoun, What are you doing here?" She exclaimed "I had to make sure the guest at my house was okay, I'm glad to see you are." "I meant what are you doing with him" she nodded at me."Mike? He is my best friend" "Best Friend is a bit of a stretch." I mused. "I had lauded your taste in art, but I'm quite disappointed in your taste in friends" I knew by the radiant smile, she was taking a piss. "I know dear, I've been trying to cut him off, but he clings to me like a
Micheal POV:"Hey, what's wrong with you?" "Nothing""What do you mean nothing, clearly something is wrong""Did I say something wrong again?" I asked nervously "No, you didn't Mr. Angelo" She replied "Then what's wrong with you Aurora, talk to me" "I'm fine" She replied, she tried to walk away from me but I caught her again. She yanked her hand off and walked away from me. "here is the restroom. You can come back when you are done." I held her for the third time, this time I held both hands, firmly enough not to be rebuffed but softly not to hurt her hands. "What are you doing?" She asked furiously "I won't let go, unless I'm sure I did nothing wrong" "You did nothing wrong sir" "I will be the judge of that. Surely, there must be a reason for the sudden change in your mood""It's nothing Mr. Angelo" "I'm not letting go till you tell me. unless you plan to stay here all night, you better talking" It seemed like I made her angrier, she gave me a cold stare hoping I would be
Michael POV:"You should change your clothes, unless you want to get fucked on your kitchen's counter" I replied with a tad on anger. She grinned and took a step closer. She leaned into me and placed her mouth close to my ears and whispered "Maybe I do" I didn't give her a chance to retract her words or her head, I held on to both. I stared at her eyes before locking my lips with her. She did more than just stop me, she kissed me back. Warmth blossomed in her chest, sparks igniting as I leaned in close, lips brushing together, tentatively, for the first time. The smell of her perfume, of the soft, peachy scent of her conditioner, was dizzying, butterflies dancing in my stomach. The warmth consumed me as she leaned into the kiss, her lips impossibly soft against her own.I ran my fingers through the silky flaxen I've always wanted to touch. My hands slipped down the smooth curve of her sides to rest on her hips as I drew her in, I allowed them to drift to her thick thighs and li