83. Nina

I groaned as I tried to roll off the bed but I couldn't move my legs as it was entangled in Michael's hard pelvis. I tried to free my legs, to stand up but his grips on me tightened, I couldn't help rolling my eyes at him even in his unconsciousness, he was scared of losing me. " Tsk! Like I'm going anywhere with his ring on my finger" I scoffed at his antics before trying to free his legs from mine. Gosh! I so hate you right now, Michael Thompson, I muttered to myself as I was dying to relive my bowel but this man just won't let me. " Michael" I tapped him lightly on his bare chest while gulping nervously as I took a swift dab at my now dried lips. Even in his sleep, my husband was hot... No, Nina. You can think about that now. I chastised myself as I turned to glare at his sleeping form. It seems like he's playing planks at me. Damn! Why won't he just wake up already, I glare at his handsome face. I don't know why he should be sleeping still now, s