#Chapter34
Sasha smiled and shook her head when she heard his question, /"no, I wasn’t./"
/"But your face look puffy,/" Michael insisted and walked up to her, he caressed her face, /"what is it?/"
/"Michael really, it’s nothing, I’m okay,/" she smiled.
Michael shrugged and placed his briefcase on the bed, /"Hannah and Chris are making dinner,/" he chuckled, /"that’s if you will include him./"
/"Oh please, he is going to cook like his father./"
/"Now that will be good, don’t you think?/" He looked at her before unbuttoning his shirt.
Sasha cleared her throat as she wondered on how to phrase her next question, /"Michael I have been meaning to ask you,/" she paused, waiting to see his reaction.
/"Go on,/" was all Michael said, pulling his shirt out of his arms.
/"Did…did you really…you know, did you really bought shares in Craig’s company?/"