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Fake Wife 3

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That awards show was long winded, and boring. We must have look so weird not 
being all over eachother, because all we did was hold hands the whole time. We 
didn't even consider going to another afterparty, and drove straight home. We knew 
the driver spills everything we do in the car to a magizine, so as tried to act in love 
with eachother. Even though both of us wanted to rip the other one's throat out.
"So, babe, what did you think of the show?" I asked. Michael looked at my general 
direction, but he didn't meet my eyes. 
"It was great... I thought that the dancers were spot on." He said smoothly.
Then, he swooped in and kissed me. My eyes went wide, I was shocked. What the 
hell was he doing? I pulled away, and he looked me in the eyes. His brown eyes 
sparkled, but pain and hurt were in them. He kissed me again, and this time I got 
the message. I kissed him back as feriously as I could. He really responded, and 
his tongue shot into my mouth. I let out a small moan, but then caught myself. I 
quickly rolled up the big window, and pulled away from him.
"What the hell was that?!" I said to him, trying to keep my voice down.
"What was what?" He said innocently.
"You kissed me... With tongue!" I whispered shouted at him. "We have NEVER 
done that before!"
"Oh, what, I can't seriously make out with my wife?" He looked shocked, the he 
smirked at me. "You didn't seem to mind."
"W-What?" I blushed and scooted away from him. 
He scooted closer to me, "You moaned... I gotta admit, I was turned on there for a 
second."
"Scoot back over to your side. Before I roll back down the window!" I whisper 
shouted again.
"Fine... But don't expect that kiss to be the end." He scooted away, then reached 
out suddenly and grabbed my arm.
"Hey-" He rolled down the window, and I was forced to cuddle up to him. It wasn't 
that bad.. I mean I actually kinda maybe sorta liked it. 
Wait, I told myself, your acting. Michael may be going on the wahzoo but you keep 
your cool.
When we rolled up to the house I half ran to go "get the mail". But, really I was 
running from him. The rest of the night was normal. I stayed on my side, he stayed 
on his. I went to bed and slept peacefully. Although I had the strangest dream. 
Michael came in in the middle of the night crying, and he asked me to sleep with 
him. I questionably said yes, and he crawled into bed with me.

Was this one as boring as I thought it was? Tell if you think it was. Also, thanks to 
Jayla, Nicole, and Tamie for responding so nicely. Please vote, comment, and 
review! ~Molly P.S Sorry this ones so short, I really need some sleep... I promise 
that the next one will be longer! ^^

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