CHAPTER 60 SHOWER.

As Michael leaned in for a kiss, Madison turned her head, her lips pressed into a thin, hard line as she resisted his advances. "Not now," she whispered, her voice low and urgent as she spoke. "We can't afford to lose focus." Michael, his face a mask of frustration and disappointment, nodded in agreement as he released her, his hands sliding away from her waist as he stepped back. "You're right," he said, his voice low and serious as he continued. "We need to stay sharp if we're going to win this." And with that, Madison grabbed Michael by the collar and pulled him close, her lips crashing against his as she kissed him hungrily, her tongue tracing the contours of his mouth as she drank in the taste of him. Michael, his heart pounding with desire, wrapped his arms around Madison, his hands running over her body as he pulled her close, their bodies pressed together in a desperate embrace. "I've been waiting so long for this," Madison whispered, her voice low and husky as she finish