Chapter 51

(Emily's POV).

"It feels so good, you know. We always enjoy our lovey-dovey every night."

I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my face as I lay there next to Mike, still catching my breath. My body hummed with a sense of satisfaction, that familiar warmth spreading through my limbs. I rolled over on the bed, resting my head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat steady beneath my ear.

Mike let out a low chuckle, his hand absentmindedly running through his tousled hair. His body was drenched in sweat, but the scent of him—warm, clean, and faintly musky—always made me dizzy in the best way.

I swear, sometimes it was like he showered in cologne, but I knew better. He just naturally smelled like that. It was infuriating and addictive all at once.

He rubbed his arm, still catching his breath too. "I’ve never been like this before," he admitted, his voice low and a little rough.

He turned his head to look at me, his eyes dark and full of something intense. "Not even with… o