Bonded: mute and deaf prayer

Well now that I've calmed down a bit, even if I'm apprehensive about Michael's reaction to my escape from earlier, I have to go back to the room. He must have found me rude when he was just greeting me. I am a complete idiot.

I just hope he's not mad. The last thing I want is to piss him off.

I go into the shower cabin and I pass a little water on my face to refresh myself before joining Michaël again. I find him sitting on the bed but when he sees me he jumps up and comes at me like a tsunami.

It's so sudden that I retract a little but seeing his worried look, I tell myself that he too must have been worried about my sudden flight, no doubt he was worried all this time and I don't care. want.

I'm about to raise my hand to his cheek when he jerks me toward the bathroom door behind me and wedges me there, straddling me, his two arms on either side of my head.

He has his face covered by the locks of his hair and seems out of breath as he breathes quite heavily.

I swallow as my heart beat