Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter

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It was late by the time the movie was over, and I could not hide the jaw-breaking yawn that escaped me. After giving everyone a good night's kiss, 1. headed for my room with Mike close behind. We climbed into bed, and the second he pulled me close to him and my head

hit the pillow, I was asleep

When I woke up the following day, it was still dark. After unsuccessfully trying to fall back asleep, I carefully slid out of bed, trying not to disturb Mike, who was still sound asleep. I went to the kitchen, started the coffee maker, and quietly snagged my phone from its charger before slipping into the bathroom to shower. While the water warmed up, I brushed my teeth, brought up one of my playlists, and put it on, keeping the volume low so wouldn't wake anyone else.

I was singing along as I washed and conditioned my hair, and when I looked up, I saw Mike leaning against the counter by the sank-smiling.

"Were you just going to watch, or were you planning on joining me? I asked, grinning as Mike's smile widened,

He pulled his shirt and boxers off and was in the shower with me in less than a minute.

gave me a minty-fresh kiss. One minute, we were kissing under the warm water, the next, he lifted me up and pressed me against the cold wall of the shower. I squeaked in surprise but

He whispered, and he didn't need to say anything else.

both ground and shuddered. I locked my legs around his waist, holding onto him as he thrust hard into me. His fingers dug into my hips as he took control of my movements, not even slowing as he pushed

we came down from our

whenever you want." I laughed as Mike set me down. The water had gone from hot to warm, so we quickly cleaned up and got out. I returned to my bedroom to get dressed, and the smell of coffee and breakfast made my stomach rumble loudly. I dressed quickly in shorts and a T-shirt before pulling my hair into a ponytail and following

entrance to the kitchen. All the guys were standing around the kitchen, coffee in hand,

a cup of coffee for me. I smiled my thanks and took

said

to meet

too. I thought waffles would

love waffles, and they

Miss Em," he replied before returning

my mouth to argue about his formality, but Jake shook his head. "Damen has been formal for as long as he's worked for us. It took me forever to get him to call me Mr. Jake instead of Mr.

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