Sweet Pea Is His Real Sweet Heart
Michael's POV . . . . .
He can not believe with all the darn snow on the ground and falling from the sky that his real life sweetheart is out there somewhere without him?
He is refusing to eat nor sleep until she is brought back through his doors safe and sound from werewolves packs and Alphas and their She-wolvels. The level of harm Lady Sweet Pea could be in makes him sick to his very core. All he can think about is their unborn baby son they had planned on naming Michelob because she loves draft beer so much. Even Michael drank a Michelob every now and then. Sometimes right before se*x he would be reeping of that strong beer smell. She gave him the best drunk se*x and he tore her ass up too
Michael looking out the window watching the drifting snow cover all the forrest trees still very colorful with their fall branches. He loved to have snowball fights with Sweet Pea so much. He loved her silly giggle. She sound like him but even more sexier. Sweet Pea sex*y as hell
Nobody can hold a candle to her. Not his Sweet Pea
He hope that she is reading his mind right now.
He is sending her his secrets of the mind
If she is recieving them, she should be listening to this song that he chose for her.
As he listens to it too........
