Chapter 513: Michale Shaw Side Story (4) Touch, Electrifying and Numb

“Dating?” Michale Shaw had a bit to drink and was feeling a bit tipsy. He hooked his arm around Archer Carter’s neck, “What kind of dating?”

“The kind that involves opening up to each other.”

“Oh—”

Archer smiled with his eyes squinted, but the moment he saw his cousin return, he felt a chill down his spine.

“Who allowed you two to drink?”

As a result,

Michale pointed at Archer,

Archer pointed at Michale,

Both blaming the other, but after questioning the bodyguard, it was revealed that Archer was the instigator. Michale, being easily swayed, joined in after a few polite refusals. But seeing Tobias Carter, for some reason, made him feel a bit intimidated.

Because he had said:

No drinking!

Under his watchful eye, both of them were meekly eating their food. The whole room was eerily quiet, and during this time, Michale’s phone vibrated. It was a call from his old man. The moment he answered, he was yelled at:

“Why haven’t you come home yet, you little brat?”

“Grandpa…”

“Have you been drinking?” His old man’s voice was stern, “You’ve been a little too wild recently. It’s been five days since you last came home. Who have you been messing around with outside? I even went to the Hale Family today, and William said he hasn’t seen you in a while.”

“I’ve been with Tobias Carter lately.”

“Quit talking nonsense. Tobias is good-looking and smart. He doesn’t like you, so how could he be with you?”

The room was so quiet that Tobias heard every word of the old man clearly.

That didn’t sound quite right.

“It’s true,” Michale said, handing the phone to Tobias, signaling him to answer it. He then shot a glance at Archer, silently indicating:

He hasn’t been home these days, all thanks to his good cousin.

Tobias took a deep breath and answered the call, “Hello, Mr. Shaw, this is Tobias.”

The old man seemed to be stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, “Tobias, it really is you…”

Michale was speechless.

The old man’s change of attitude was faster than flipping a book. He added, “As long as Michale is with you, I’m relieved. Have fun, and maybe he can even learn a thing or two from you.”

Tobias, always respectful to his elders, agreed to everything.

Michale was helpless. This kid’s personal life was a mess. What could he possibly learn from him?

——

After dinner, the driver who was to take Archer home had arrived. The aftereffects of the alcohol were strong. He and Michale were reluctant to part, calling each other brothers and hugging at the farewell…

Tobias had a terrible headache and ordered his men to forcibly separate the two.

“Brother, see you next time,” Michale staggered, waving his hand in farewell.

When he turned to face Tobias, he pursed his lips in a way that made him look somewhat pitiful. Michale’s natural charm and carefree attitude added a touch of wildness to him. But at that moment, his obedient gaze was very unsettling.

After getting into the car, Michale spoke little but continued to observe him secretly.

Though drunk, Michale’s secret glances were anything but subtle. Even until they got home, he was still watching him as he stumbled along.

Tobias couldn’t take it anymore, “Do you have something to say to me?”

Michale approached, smiling slightly, “I thought… you didn’t want me anymore.”

When a good-looking person smiles, it naturally attracts others.

Feeling hot, he reached to undo the buttons at his collar, revealing his collarbone.

Tobias glanced at him casually, took a deep breath, and asked, “Why would you think that?”

“I’ve been drinking.”

“Don’t drink next time.”

“Okay.” Michale nodded in agreement. His demeanor was exceptionally obedient. Just as Tobias was changing into slippers at the entrance, Michale unexpectedly walked over to her…

In an instant,

the distance closed; their shoulders were touching.

Their shoes were side by side. He looked down and smiled, “Your feet… are very small.”

Tobias didn’t respond, but he didn’t expect him to grab his hand. Before he could react, their palms were pressed together, and Michale’s scorching heat transferred to Tobias’ cool skin, causing his scalp to tighten.

“Your hands are small too.”

“And you’re not very tall.”

…

Michale compared their heights, his gaze trailing from Tobias’ refined eyebrows down to his delicate nose and then…

his slightly reddened lips.

His lips were perfectly shaped, with a reddish hue that looked particularly tempting.

Tobias wasn’t stupid. Seeing Michale staring at his lips and noticing the change in his expression, he frowned slightly.

“Tobias…” Michale’s breath was warm and close to his face, “Have we met somewhere before?”

“No!” He responded decisively.

“We definitely have.” Michale’s intuition was spot-on.

“…”

Tobias didn’t want to argue with a drunk. He turned to leave, but Michale was still holding his hand. As he tried to pull away, he ended up…

colliding directly into Michale’s chest!

As he had drunk too much, Michale stumbled backward, crashing against the door. His breath hitched as he pulled Tobias forcibly against him, causing her to fall into his arms…

His lips,

ended up pressed against his neck.

Her lips were warm,

and the touch was soft.

His breathing tightened, and almost instinctively, he pressed his lips together, making it feel as though he was kissing his neck.

Michale felt numbed all over.

It was a tingling sensation, like an electric shock.

Tobias quickly stood up, “I’m going to my room. Goodnight.”

As the bedroom door closed, it concealed his burning red ears.

Why does anything involving Michale always seem to spiral out of control and inevitably lead to unforeseen circumstances?

Meanwhile, Michale leaned against the door, touching his neck after a long while…

The scene from just now played in his mind like a movie, over and over again.

The spot where Tobias’ lips had touched felt like it was ignited.

After a long while,

a hidden spark suddenly flared up, burning his neck red.

The feeling wasn’t the same as when Archer kissed him.

When it was Archer, he felt like his innocence was defiled, like he’d been chewed up by a dog and he couldn’t wait to get rid of that wretched creature as soon as possible. But Tobias’ touch…

He didn’t feel the same.

He could tell the difference.

Especially after sobering up, the strange feeling grew even stronger.

Both were men, both touched his neck, so why did it feel different?

Or was it because it was a different person?

Could it be that he had special feelings for Tobias?

In a daze…

he recalled the time he accidentally saw him changing. His waist was both fair and soft.

Michale suddenly slapped his face:

Calm down!

Be rational!

He’s a man, and so are you. You can’t be thinking like this!

Just then, Assistant Merritt entered, holding some files. Seeing his boss looking troubled, he jokingly asked, “Did you have another run-in with Young Master Carter?”

Michale glared at him and took the files, “Focus on your job and stay out of my business.”

Assistant Merritt just smiled, “Young Master, the collaboration with the Carter Family can’t proceed for the time being.”

“Why?”

“There’s a point of contention. Neither side wants to back down. Since you’re living with Young Master Carter now, why don’t you discuss it with him directly?”

“Understood.”

“These documents need your urgent signature.” Assistant Merritt opened the files and handed him a pen.

Michale signed for a while before looking at his assistant.

Assistant Merritt smiled, “Anything you need?”

“Kiss my neck.”

“Boss, I’m here for work, not for this.”

Kiss his neck? He must be crazy. Since when did he develop such a peculiar fetish!

“Get lost—”