A sex session that was supposed to be draining was unexpectedly invigorating for Michael and me.
It wasn't just physical; it was mental.
Over the past day, we had all been through tremendous mental torture, and the anxiety of a mate separation would be hard to experience without it.
We woke up in bed and had a big meal, and we tacitly didn't bring it up again. Instead, we focused on what we needed to deal with right now.
"Speaking of which, are we okay to leave everything behind?" I asked worriedly.
Michael did not care and stretched lazily on the bed. "With Courtney around, there won't be any problems."
I gave Michael a strange look. Michael rarely trusted anyone completely. He was always arrogant and arrogant. This Courtney had managed to get Michael to trust her so easily. She didn't seem like a simple person.
