Page 44 of Fierce-Michael

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EVERYONE HAS SECRETS

“Let me help you make dinner,” Kelly said once they were both cleaned up and dressed again.

Her body never felt this relaxed and yet tender at the same time.

She hadn’t felt sore when they were having sex, but it was all coming in now.

He was a big dude, but she knew she’d be fine the next time. Had to be the fact it was so long since she’d had sex. And she did give him the green light to be a bit rough.

It felt to her that he was holding back and she didn’t want him to when he hadn’t held back on anything else yet.

“I said I’d cook,” he said.

“Why can’t we do it together?” she asked. “You know, like teamwork in the bedroom and get it in the kitchen.”

“Burgers aren’t that hard of work,” he said. He had the ground beef opened and was forming patties after he’d seasoned the meat.

“No,” she said. “What are we having with it? I can take care of that.”

“I thought we could have fries,” he said. “They just go in the air fryer.”

“I love you’ve got an air fryer. I couldn’t live without mine.”

“I’ve got a four-year-old that loves chicken tenders, fries, mozzarella sticks, and any other frozen thing. It’s fast and easy. My mother got it for me and I don’t think I could live without it.”

“That’s funny. My mother gave me mine for Christmas one year too. I cook everything in it. Most of my meats too.”

“I don’t do that,” he said.

She shrugged. “Sometimes things are a bit dry, but I figure it out. And since it’s just me, you’re right, it’s easy and cleans up quickly too.”

She opened his freezer and saw a ton of the frozen things a child would eat, but since she’d seen a lot of fruit and vegetables in the fridge, she was positive that Ty had a well-balanced meal plan.

It seemed to her that Michael balanced everything well in his life other than personal things.

But he was trying with her and they’d get there as long as they both put the effort in.

She dumped the fries in, turned it on and then opened some cabinets until she found the plates and set the table.

“I want you to know that I don’t have a problem talking about Ty. I don’t want you to think I cut you off earlier because I don’t want to talk about him.”

“I don’t think that,” she said. “There is a time and place. I tend to ask a lot of questions and you can tell me to stop at any point. It’s funny that I ask so much when I don’t like people asking me things. Or rather don’t tell people that much.”

“I get it,” he said. “This is different. It’s just we don’t have a lot of time today and I didn’t want to waste it talking about something we could do on the phone or over text.”

Which told her he wouldn’t keep secrets or have things be off limits.

“Works for me,” she said. She looked at the clock on his microwave and saw it was a little after five. She figured she’d leave by six thirty, so he had time to do what he needed to before he picked up his son.

“We’ve got time,” he said. Must be he caught her eyes on the clock. “I’ll leave about twenty of.”

“While we are cooking, maybe we should talk about a few things,” she said.

“Sure,” he said. “What’s up?”

“This thing we’ve got going. I should have said before that I’m exclusive.”

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