Chapter 89. Tempting Fabian

It's so embarrassing as I press my hand to my chest, throw my face aside and bite my lip. What was I even thinking when imagining languorous kisses with Michaël? He was sad and desperate so he needed a shoulder to cry on and instead of being that friend, I took the chance to satisfy my desires.

What a bad person I am, it's deplorable!

I preferred to escape Fabian's gaze, you have to admit that when he entered and found Michaël above me, even if it was not as serious as if he had entered a few seconds earlier – Michaël was partially raised and was kneeling above my hips, while I had raised my upper body on both my arms.

The position was still so intimate but it was no longer daring as before and subject to many twisted ideas.

Fabian looked surprised for a moment before blushing and scratching his cheek and clearing his throat.

“I'm sorry to have disturbed you”.

No, don't say such things I beg you, it's so embarrassing I want to go hide underground