"You seem comfortable with me now, huh?" He asks jokingly, half-asleep, after you remove your shirt in bed.

It was a hot night, the window being open and the fan on didn't help too much. Mike was next to you, shirtless. You didn't know if it was nerves or if you just didn't like wearing no shirt to bed, but you couldn't do it.

All night you were a sweaty mess, Mike was practically begging you to take off your shirt because he didn't want to sleep next to a pile of sweat all night.

He sarcasticly clapped his hands as you were pulling off her your shirt, tossing it to the side. "You're so brave." He said teasingly, still clapping.