“So then it’s settled?” I said. “We’re getting married?”

Michael shook his head and sat up. He laughed at me, “Wait a second, you can’t just ask me to marry you like that!”

“Why not? I just did.”

“Well for one thing, we just had mind-blowing sex. You’re not even thinking straight yet. And plus, I’m supposed to be the one to ask you.”

“Oh please”, I sat up to join him. “That’s just tradition. And you already know how I am about that.”

“I know, but…” Michael was stumped. “I just wanted to be the one to ask you.”

“It doesn’t matter who asks who, as long as we’ll be together right?”

Michael looked down into his lap and spoke softly, “Yeah I guess…”

I tilted my head under his face so that he could see me, “So you really wanted to be the first one to ask?”

“Yeah, I mean I always pictured it that way.”

I was getting very curious now, “Really? For how long?”

“A long time” he chuckled sounding embarrassed.

“So you really wanted to ask me to marry you one day?” I asked, not quite sure of what I was asking.

He smiled sheepishly to his lap, “I dream about it sometimes.”

My eyes opened wide. “You dream about us getting married?”

“Day dream and night dream.” He pulled my hand towards him and trailed his fingers along mine.

I searched carefully for my next words.. “So when were you planning on asking me?”

“Soon…”

My heart was in my throat. “How soon?”

He wouldn’t look at me, “Very soon.”

I didn’t realize that I was breathing heavier now.

The silence grew longer and I didn’t do anything to break it for awhile. I really didn’t know the right thing to say next. This changed things. Like greatly.

“Okay so, I’m just trying to get this..”

He finally spoke up, “I always knew that you were the one. Even through the yelling and through the fights, I always knew that it was you. I may have been stubborn at times, but I knew what I wanted. You were my goal. You are my goal.”

“So you’re serious about this.” I felt out of breath. “You wanna marry me.”

He looked up at me and I almost wanted him to look back down. His eyes were set and determined.

“What if I told you that every time I look into your eyes, I see our future. Our life together. Our children.”

“Oh my god”, I gasped.

I turned to the side of the bed and Michael leapt up, throwing his arms around my waist to stop me, “Wait a second don’t leave!”

“No I’m not running away I swear, I just needed to move my legs.”

Michael relaxed his grip but still didn’t let me go. “I never should’ve brought it up. Just forget it.”

“How did we go from me visiting for the weekend to planning out our life together?”

“Just drop it,” he mumbled.

“No, I just…Crap.”

“Would you just stop talking about it?” he was getting irritated now.

“Michael, could I just have one second to process it please? I’m just taken aback. It’s not like I don’t wanna be with you for the rest of my life because I do. I just need to let it soak in.”

He didn’t speak. Just kept his arm limply holding me. I waited for a minute to let things sink in then I turned around and pulled his face into mine and kissed him long and with feeling.

When I let go, his mouth was open and his lids were heavy as he gasped, “What was that for?”

“For the future that we’ll have together.”

“What?” He sobered up, “No, that’s not why I did all this…” He stared at me questioningly and looked a bit upset too.

“No babe, I know that, I just wanna feel you right now. I need you, god I need you so badly right now..” I tried to kiss him again but his hands were on my arms holding me away from him.

“No, just stop for a second. You don’t really want this.”

It was my turn to get upset, “How are you gonna tell me what I do or don’t want? I said that I want you to make love to me. How much clearer could I be?”

“Just this afternoon you were too shy to even remove your jeans in front me.”

“I also recall practically pouncing on you in bed just this afternoon too.”

He searched my eyes, “..I just don’t want you doing anything that you’ll regret later on. Like last time.”

I tried to move my arms so that I could hold his face and this time he let me, “I promise you that I want this more than anything and that I will never, ever, regret what we’re about to do.”

He looked as if he’d run out of excuses. Better for me.

He spoke through his teeth, ‘Tell me that you love me.”

“I LOVE you Michael Joseph Jackson, and I want you to—”

He didn’t even let me finish my sentence before he silenced my mouth with his and walked us to the bed, laying me on it.

He kissed me frantically and devoured mouth as my body gripped at his clothes kissing him back. He grabbed the skirt of my nightgown and pushed it up above my hips as he shoved his tongue inside my mouth. I took it graciously as he teased me and prodded my own. I wrapped my legs around his waist and his hand ran freely over my body while I took from his sweet lips. He pulled my shoulder straps down and moved from my neck to under my chin and to my neck again. He kissed it then flicked his tongue over it making me sigh for him to hear. He kissed and licked all the way down to my breasts and pushed down the top of the gown baring my breasts to him, nipples already hard and waiting. He took one into his mouth and I sighed louder this time holding his head to me as I watched him suck on it.

“Hmmm”, I hummed. He moved over to the other one and gave it equal attention as my chest rose and fell hard. While he sucked on that one he lifted his lower body up to grab the tops of my matching silk underwear and pulled it down to my knees. I lifted up my legs to help him pull the rest down then wrapped my legs around him again while he pulled them off with one hand and dropped them. He moved his head up and kissed my lips again and I held onto his wet hair now back in curls. He kissed down my chest then got down to his knees and knelt between my legs. He pushed my dress up even farther and his eyes looked up at me before he dipped his lips to my lower ones.

“Ah!” I gasped as when I felt the tip of his tongue enter me.

He licked me over and over playing a game of sweet, sweet torture with my insides. I watched his hands move to caress my thigh back and forth as he licked me sweetly. Then I felt him take my swollen tip into his mouth and he started to suck.

“Oh god, oh god Michael, don’t stop!” My chest was heaving with the pleasure of it and then he, that bastard, he lifted his eyes to watch my expression while he pleasured me. All I saw were his huge dark eyes staring up at me while he sucked and it was enough for me to throw my head back and moan out into the room.

“Oh my god, yes!”

I looked back down at him still staring back at me. I bit my lip and kept eye-contact with him. The most intimate thing ever. He removed himself from me and stood up and went to unbutton his shirt and I quickly got up to stop him.

“Let me do it…”

I quickly unbuttoned them one by one looking up into his eyes as I did it and I glided the silk down his pale, broad shoulders. His wide and toned chest faced me and I ran my hand up and down then up again and around the back of his neck to pull his face to mine for a kiss.

His hands gripped my sides and I got up and off the bed so that we could switch positions and I pushed him down it this time. I climbed on top of him and straddled myself above him, not letting our lower bodies touch.

“What are you doing,” he breathed.

“I wanna take care of you now…”

“You don’t have to—”

“I want to.”

I looked into his eyes and kissed him once, tilted my head in a different direction to kiss him twice, the tilted it again to kiss him for a third time. I moved to his jaw and rained kisses all over one side, then the other. I moved down his chest kissing and licking just like he did mine and my long curls brushed against his porcelain skin. I took a nipple into my mouth and heard him lightly groan for me. I let my tongue lick over it and did the same to the other. I kissed down his abdomen and reach his pants. He lifted his hips up and let me pull them down which bared him instantly as he sprang free.

I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. “No underwear?”

He smiled at me and weakly chuckled.

I pulled them down and off of him and dropped them to the side to join my panties.

I moved back to kneel between him sitting on the edge of the bed and before he could complete his, “Jess wait—,” my mouth was already on him.

“Shhhhhhhit” he hissed through clenched teeth.
Michael hardly ever swore, so when he did, you knew it for something serious. I worked on him and showed him true adoration down there. He moaned louder than I did.

“Haaah, aaaah, aaaah, oh god” he cried.

I slowly moved my head up and down him making sure most of him if not all of him, had received affection from me.

He whined and his voice shuddered as he spoke. “That’s so good to me babe.”

I sucked on him for some time longer before his body tensed and he stood up straight, “Unh, okay stop.”

I stopped immediately and set him free.

He looked at me, completely serious, “Please get over here before I go completely insane.”

I smiled and did as I was asked. I climbed on top of him and sat on his lap.

He looked in my eyes, “How do you wa—”

“I want you on top of me,” I interrupted.

He was taken aback at first but then smirked. His eyes closed and he kissed me and pulled me close and brought me down with him. Then he rolled us so that he was on top and turned our bodies about forty degrees so that I was propped on the pillows. He pulled my nightie up and over my head and threw it rather aggressively to the floor to join the others.

He kissed me again, “Tell me that you want this.”

“MJ I already told you—”

“I wanna hear you say it again.” His eyes were half-closed and his lips were parted just above mine.

“I want this.”

“You want what?” He growled.

My pulse sped. “I want you, inside of me” I whispered.

“Say it again,” he said positioning himself between me.

“Damnit Michael, I want you inside of me—haaah!”

I arched my back as he eased himself into me. He supported himself on his two arms both on either side of my head and he slowly pushed and pulled his way in and out of me, letting my body adjust.

“Oh god,” he choked out and my right hand went around his waist to hold him while I met his thrusts.

“Oh lord,” I moaned. His thick shaft completely filled me up and I could feel every inch of him as he moved.
I opened my eyes to look up at his face scrunched in concentration. He bared his teeth as he shoved in harder and I opened my mouth in another silent moan for him.

I moved my hand from his back to his now sweaty face with dangling wet curls that swung with every thrust and I held his face close, causing him to open his eyes to look directly into mine. His face looked strained and weak but we both knew that he wasn’t. He looked down at me with that beautiful angel face and the pleasure was instantly heightened as we made eye contact and didn’t look away. It was just him and I and our bodies becoming one, and our bond at that moment gave us an even more secure feeling than any marriage license could ever give.

His face was dripping with sweat as he went on and on over me, and my hands ran all over his body as we collided our hips into each other. He kissed me deep while he quickened his pace and I whimpered on our closed lips. He pulled his face back and nudged my face to the side feasting all over my neck. I was growling now. I was at my peak.

Mike was beginning to lose his tempo in me and he whispered raggedly, “I’m gonna go soon, let go for me.”

“I’m almost there”, I strained in a high voice through my clenched teeth.

Michael kept his pace as constant as he could until I finally grabbed onto his back and my body formed into a long curve as I released my orgasm with a long, low scream through my still clenched teeth. Michael let go of his rhythm and then fucked me with quick, broken strokes until his own climax came…Then he caught my lips with his and opened our mouths and groaned his release into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and arched my back again and took everything that he was giving me as he spasmed himself to empty inside of me. He collapsed beside me still kissing me and I pulled his face into mine loving his lips back. He mustered up the last of his strength to pull me onto him and we let our lips go, panting and breathing heavy and hard on the messed up silk sheets. I waited for a few minutes until my breathing became semi-normal, and reached down to grab the covers to yank them over us. I moved tighter into Mike’s body and he held me close, like always. My security, my lover, my best friend.

“Marry me?”

“Yes.”

“So are we just gonna lay here and be lazy, or are we gonna get up and enjoy the rest of our day? I’ve got an agenda set for us.”

I was curious, “Oh really? What’s on this agenda?”

“A trip to the amusement park,” Michael grinned.

“Amusement park? You mean that super cool place that that one guy has? What’s his name again? Michelangelo, Miechella..”

“Hmmm,” He put his best thinking face on, ” I think, you know, I think his name is Micho, Mi—Mic—” he snapped “Michael! Michael Jackson! Yeah that’s his name!”

“Ahh, Michael Jackson! I heard that that guy’s a total loser.”

“Yeah, and I heard that his girlfriend just loves it.”

“Whoa, she must be a total nitwit to think something like that.”

“Yeah maybe she is..” he turned to me with an evil grin the same time that I turned to see his face and before I could even react, he grabbed my sides and flipped me over on the bed, tickling me to death.

“AHH MICHAEL!” I shrieked laughing trying to escape to no avail, “STOP IT! Ahahahaha, STOP!!”

“Take it back!” he growled into my face.

“NEVER!!” I couldn’t breathe I was laughing so hard.

“Take it back!” he repeated.

I couldn’t speak anymore, his fingers were torturing me. All I could do was thrash against his hands and cackle out my laughter.

Finally he stopped his evil torture and laughed at me while I tried to breathe again.

“I hate you,” I smiled. His eyes lit up and all of his perfect teeth were bared in a smile that the Sun itself would envy.

“So we’re really going to the park?” I panted.

“Yeah, I thought since you hadn’t been in so long. The rides have missed you.”

“Oh my god, it has been long. I’ve missed them too. I’m excited!”

“Great! Everything’s ready for you whenever you wanna leave.”

“Okay let’s go now!”

“Get ready to have the time of your LIFE.”

—-

We put our clothes back on and Michael gave me his red M-sweater to wear since it’d be a bit cooler. We took a golf-cart out to the park and as we approached, to try to explain the sight that we saw wouldn’t even cover the extravagance. The sun was already setting so that the absolutely breathtaking colors of purple and pink painted the sky, giving the thousands of lights of all the rides a chance to flash even more brilliantly. It was a sight to see. The Ferris wheel, the Carousel, the Zipper, oh my god, the Zipper. Michael’s and my favorite ride. How I’ve missed it. He once rode it for 30 minutes straight. Yeah. I contently waited on the side after 5. The waterslide, the Fireball and the Magic Genie were flashing and blazing bright inviting us to come one down for a good time.
My heart lit up with the excitement of the fun we were about to enjoy.

“What do you wanna ride first?” he spoke over the music.

“Anything!”

He laughed and took my hand and we headed to the rollercoaster. We rode every ride that was closest at the time. We ran around like two teenagers trying to get to the next ride first. We feasted on cotton candy and M&Ms, lots of cotton candy and M&Ms. We hopped and skipped across the bridge flailing our arms around like crazy people..and while I wasn’t looking, Mike shook it, trying to make me lose my balance. I punched him in the arm.

We jumped up and down and flipped around in the moon bounce and dove into the ball pit. We threw countless little balls at each other and I hid in the sea of them while Michael tried to find me. I was too quick and dodged him each and every time until he finally bulldozed through and got me, picking me up and throwing me back into the sea of them.

We went to the DJ to request a song. I requested “Got the Hots,” by mine truly. Michael just shook his head. I grinned and started moving to the beat and soon Michael couldn’t resist from moving too. It was contagious for him. As long as there was a beat to dance to, MJ was there to dance to it. Soon we were bobbing and shaking our bodies to his old tune and it wasn’t Michael the stage performer that everyone else knew, it was Michael the man who loved to groove. His dancing was more loose and free and funky. “You can never lose with an 80s groove” he’d always say. And he stood true to his word as his body moved with a funk that couldn’t be matched. I tapped his chest and he took my hands and lifted them twirling me around then moved his hips with that sexy “Rock With You” sway. He pouted and bared his teeth and flittered his fingers with thrusts that would drive any woman insane. I lifted my arms above my head and brought them down swaying my hips with a sexy grace. I grabbed his hands and backed up bobbing my head from side to side and we skipped away to the beat like we were in a music video.

We got on board the Ferris wheel and I rested my head on his shoulder as he held me in the now dark night sky. We watched the stars appear and relaxed watching the earth grow smaller beneath us. He smoothed my hair back to kiss my temple and I smiled once again, more happy than anyone in LA that night. I’d bet on it. I tilted my head up at him and he knew what that signaled. He lowered his head and his lips met mine in a magical kiss that matched the evening. When we got off we realized that we’d ridden almost every ride at Neverland.

“So, whadda we do next?” I asked.

His smile was sly, “There’s one more thing. Cover your eyes.”

I did as he asked and he went behind me putting his hands over mine and leading me to his hidden destination. We walked for a while and I tried to think of where exactly he could be taking me. Just when I was about to ask if we were there yet, he said “We’re here. Open your eyes. “

I opened my eyes just as he moved our hands away and I gasped loud with feeling as I couldn’t believe my eyes.
We were at the lake near the park and next to the lake lay a long and wide picnic blanket spread far across the grass hitting a tall oak tree, adorned with bright yellow lights all over. The blanket rim was trailed with lights also and dozens of sweet smelling candles surrounded the whole area. The lake sparkled in the moonlight and the brilliance of it illuminated the area even more. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t do anything but cover my mouth. This, this was way too perfect. Michael wrapped his arms around me from behind and stood silent, letting me take in the
extravagance before me. I had to remember to breathe. It was so mind-blowingly magical. I still couldn’t speak as I looked the area and saw a large picnic basket on the ground also adorned with lights. When Michael went all out, he went ALL out.

I finally shook my head. “My mind..is. Blown. Absolutely blown.”

“So I’m guessing you like it?” he teased.

“When did you even have time to do all of this?”

“As soon as you called me then hung up,” he laughed.

“Oh god, and who do I have to apologize to for enduring your wrath of perfectionism?”

“You be quiet,” he nudged me.

“But seriously Michael…this is absolutely marvelous, I am so stunned right now. This is amazing…”

With his arm around my waist he moved me forward to the picnic blanket and went to sit and brought me down with him. He draped my legs across his and opened the contents of our basket. He pulled out a large bouquet of fruits. Like a flower bouquet, but with fruits.

I laughed with delight, “This is fantastic!”

“I knew you’d like it”, he chuckled. He pulled out a pineapple slice cut and shaped perfectly into a daisy with a long plastic stem. “For you, my lady.”

“Thank you!” I chimed in taking the beautiful yet delicious looking flower-fruit from him. I took a bite and the sweet tang of pineapple hit my taste buds.

“Yess,” was all I said.

“Ha..” he picked up another one. A strawberry flower shaped into spikes at the top.

“And what is that supposed to be?” I asked.

“I tulip I’m pretty sure…”

“Aha. Okay then, Mr. Tulip.”

Mike laughed a sweet low laugh and dipped the “tulip” towards my mouth for a bite. I wrapped my lips around it and took a slow bite and caught Michael watching me with an intensity that only a man could give, which let you know just what he was thinking…only a man’s thoughts.

I chewed and swallowed looking up at him knowingly, “You wanna taste?”

“You or the strawberry?”

“Whatever you’d like.”

He bared his teeth a bit and dove in for the kill, going directly for the strawberry taste on my tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he prodded my tongue with his, apparently enjoying the fruit flavor. When he finished, he popped the rest of the strawberry into his mouth and searched for more fruits that we could both eat. By the end of our picknic, a third of the bouquet was gone and we were both full.

We sat and talked about the future and some of the past. He told me of his plans of renovating Neverland and bringing in more sick children to be able to stay over and enjoy its magic also. He hoped that I would work as a nurse here and help him tend to them one day. I hoped so too. He talked about his upcoming plans for his album and tour and what he wanted to accomplish this time around. We talked late into the night and laughed telling stories of our families and what they were all up to. Hours passed and we decided that it was getting late and that we should head back inside. We grabbed the fruit and picnic baskets and headed on back to the ranch. When we got inside we went to the kitchen first and put the fruits away in the fridge before we walked back upstairs to his room. We took turns showering and brushing our teeth then changed into our PJs. I wore a plain silky black nighty, and Michael wore another pair of his silky red pajamas. Finally we climbed into bed.

“Come here,” he said and I obeyed, resting my head on his chest and draping my arm across him.

“This whole day has been nothing short of perfect, Michael. From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much. For everything.”

“You know I’d do anything for you.”

“I know you would.”

“Oh, wait…you just reminded me..” Michael moved out from under me and walked around the bed to stop at his stereo player.

Oh the stereo, I thought.

“Come here for sec?”

I got up unsure of what he wanted and walked over to where he was standing. He moved me in front of him facing the player and held me to his body while a hand went up to press play.

“This is what I wanted to show you earlier, I’ve been working on it for a long time. I don’t know why, but I never could finish it until after…After we weren’t together anymore. Anyways, listen…”

He pressed play and his arms wrapped around my waist at once. I placed my arms over his listening intently:

“Your love is magical, that’s how I feel
But I have not the words here to explain
Gone is the grace for expressions of passion
But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain
To tell you how I feel
But I am speechless, speechless
That’s how you make me feel
Though I’m with you I am far away and nothing is for real
When I’m with you I am lost for words, I don’t know what to say
My head’s spinning like a carousel, so silently I pray
Helpless and hopeless, that’s how I feel inside
Nothing’s real, but all is possible if God is on my side
When I’m with you I am in the light where I cannot be found
It’s as though I am standing in the place called Hallowed Ground”

My mouth hung open listening to the lyrics of the song. My breathing was labored as the weight of his words washed over me. The impact took of it hit me and tears streamed from my eyes. In the middle of the song Michael kissed my ear and sang into it along with the music,

“Speechless, speechless, that’s how you make me feel
Though I’m with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real
Speechless, speechless, that’s how you make me feel
Though I’m with you I am far away, and nothing is for real
Speechless, speechless, that’s how you make me feel
Though I’m with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real
Speechless”

I was fully crying now and could barely hold my own weight as my legs threatened to give way under me. Michael held me tight and continued to sing in my ear as the end of the song came. But it wasn’t done yet as he still sung along,

“Your love is magical, that’s how I feel
But in your presence I am lost for words,”

he pressed his lips to my ear:
“Words like, like, I love you.”

I was quietly sobbing and shaking in his arms as he held me close, lips still on my ear. I felt a tear from his eye drop onto my shoulder as he whispered over and over, “I love you..I love you..I love you..”

I just kept shaking and crying, not believing that this was real. This was too perfect. He was too perfect, too wonderful. I felt overwhelmed with emotion and couldn’t even form words, yet his voice just kept whispering, “I love you..I love you…”

After crying as much as my body would allow, I stopped and stood still with my eyes closed as he just kept holding me close, breathing into my ear. I wiped my face with one hand and turned to take my baby’s face into my palms and kiss him with the overwhelming love that I felt. He grabbed me tight and kissed me back with a fire and intensity that made my knees week again. I gave back just as much passion and when I needed to get some air I moved back and whispered to him, “Make love to me.”

We slept through the afternoon in the same position that we had gone to bed. I knew this because I had woken up with Michael’s limp hand still on my stomach and his right hand’s fingers still folded in mine. It made me giddy to think about. I had him back. The one and only man that I had ever loved. I moved my head up to kiss his hand. His beautiful hand. Then I removed my hand from his and lifted the arm up that was around me so that I could turn and face him.

Look how gorgeous he was, even while sleeping. I touched his face, then his hair. I still couldn’t get over the straight hair. It was so thick yet soft. My fingers trailed across his godly features…his high cheekbones, strong jawline, his dainty nose, and then his soft lips. I couldn’t resist leaning forward to place a kiss on those smooth perfect lips. I moved my head back and smoothed some hair out of his face and then another urge came over me and I kissed him again. I stayed longer this time and heard him softly moan, the sound muffled by our lips. His mouth reacted to mine and he kissed me back. I kissed him a little harder and he reciprocated..Soon our heads were bobbing on the silk pillows playing a little game of kiss and tease. His arm already around my waist pulled me in closer while we kissed and his hand moved down to my thigh and gripped it. I helped him out by raising my leg over him and resting it on his leg. He brought me into him even more snug and opened his mouth for his tongue to greet mine. That always did it for me.

I moved up and over his body so I that was straddling him, his crotch against mine. Someone was happy to see me, and that got me hot in a second. Our tongues danced and I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him even more coordinated. I could feel my own stimulation and let go of his lips to slowly gyrate myself again his crotch.
His bulge made directed contact with my now swollen clit through the underwear and my breathing got shallow as I rotated my hips against his hard groin. Mike’s lips were now half-open and his eyelids half-closed as his other hand ran up my leg and held onto the back of my thigh and rested on my butt. I felt a light pressure building within my body and I dipped my head to kiss Michael’s moist lips again. He moaned a hungry sound into my open mouth which sped my pulse and I wanted so badly to get rid of these stupid clothes that were the only thing blocking our bodies from completely melding. Soon as that thought hit me, I slowed my body to a stop on him and let our lips do the rest of the talking. I moved to kissing the side of his mouth and his long hand rubbed my back as I treated myself to the smooth little indents that his cheeks made that I was so in love with. I stopped and rested my head next to him.

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“Hmm, and here you were talking to me about having self control.”

“I knoow,” I whined to his skin.

“Ha..” His head turned and kissed my ear.

“Thank you for being patient with me.”

“Thank you for giving me another chance. You gave me my heart back, Circus girl.”

I smiled against his neck and overwhelming emotions of happiness filled my heart. A happiness that brought a tear to my right eye. I closed my eyes quickly to keep the water from flowing. I hadn’t felt this happy in such a long time.

Please just promise me that it’ll be like this forever, I thought. This man made me feel so complete. I realized that slowly, over time, I was giving my heart back to him too.

I looked around the room and shifted my weight on each foot. My gaze landed on the stereo and I wondered what it was that Michael was about to play. I was tempted to walk over to it but he seemed so excited to show me himself..I’d just wait till he got back.

I looked at the bed with silky red sheets all over it and matching silk pillows and had the urge to climb in. I was kinda tired from the long ride. Back in the day we’d enter this room after a long afternoon and the first thing I would do was jump into the bed and bury myself under the covers to relax and Michael would follow soon after. Our relaxing would turn into light touches and kisses and those kisses would become longer and would soon lead to much more heated things. My body grew warm at the memory. I decided to go occupy myself somewhere else and took one last look around and turned to walk out the door.

I headed back down the stairs and searched for my bags so that I’d have something to do while Michael was gone and then remembered: I have to go call the girls and tell them that I’m here.

I went for the phone in the living room and dialed the number to call. Kayla’s voice answered.

“He-llo!” So sing songy. I loved that about her.

“Hey Kay it’s me..”

“Hey love!” We were just talking about you wondering if you made it safe yet.

“Yeah I did, like10 or so minutes ago.”

“Okay good! How’s Michael?”

“He’s goood” I smiled. “You should see what he’s wearing, the cutest thing. Oh! And he changed his hair..”

Next thing I knew our conversation led on about anything and everything, Natalie picked up another phone and now the three of us were talking. I found myself laughing so hard from their jokes and covering my mouth trying not to interrupt Michael’s meeting. Time passed by quicker and I was grateful that I had two friends who could keep me company, even if they weren’t here. I was mid-sentence telling a meaningless yet intriguing story when I felt two light squeezes to my side making me jump and yelp in surprise.

“Geezes, what just happened?” One of the girls asked.

I turned around to see Michael’s devilish face grinning back at me. “Oh it’s just Michael, god you gave me a heart attack! I oughta..” I pretended to pinch his side hard and he yelped and started laughing that young teenage laugh of his.

I laughed too then turned back to the phone, “Yeah he just got out of his meeting.”

“Tell him I said hi” Kayla said.

“Yeah me too,” Natalie now.

Ok I will. “The girls say hi.”

He looked at me more seriously. “Both of em?”

“Yeah both of em.”

Natalie spoke up again, “Hey Jess let us talk to him for a sec.”

I was pretty sure that time had stopped that very second. “You wanna talk to him?” I said it out loud and looking at Michael for him to hear. He eyes instantly widened in fear.

“Yeah just let us say hi,” she continued.

I wanted to ask what they were up to but kept my mouth shut and shrugged my shoulders at Mike. “Okay hold on.”
I held out the phone to him and watched his face turn into a scared, skeptical look He widened his eyes in a question to me and I just shrugged my shoulders again in response. He finally took the phone from me and walked closer to the cord.

“Hello?” His voice turned softer. “Hey guys how are you?” He turned to face me. “Yeah so far we are…Yeah she’s being good, for now.” He put his hand out for me to take it. Of course I did. He burst into a high giggle “No she hasn’t already started driving me crazy yet.” I furrowed my brow at him and he just glanced at me smiling then looked back to the phone as he pulled me closer. “Yeah I am…Yes…yes I will…Ok..” He placed a kiss on my temple. “Yes…I will…I promise. Okay then..it was good talking to you too…thanks girls…okay then..bye.” He hung up the phone and pulled me into his body again kissing my cheek.

“Wait a second! What was that about? What did they say to you?”

“They said that if I’m not nice to you then they’ll come right over here and whoop my ass.”

“Unh unh, that’s definitely not what they said. Tell me what they really said.”

“It’s confidential.”

“Confidential? Are you kidding me?”

“Nope.” He kissed my neck.

“So that’s it, you’re just not gonna tell me?”

“Yuup.”

“Well is it anything I have to be worried about?”

“Mmnnmnnn,” He hummed into my skin.

So he wasn’t budging. That’s fine, I’ll get it out of him soon enough.

Joe came in with the suitcases and cleared his throat. “I have your bags to be brought up to your room.”

“Thanks Joseph. I’ll take them from here.”.

“No problem Mr. Jackson.”

Michael moved over to the bags and took one in each hand and headed up to the rooms. “Come on.”

I followed blindly, wondering where I would be staying. Probably the same room as last night. I watched Michael turn and head into his room with my bags and I stopped in my tracks for a second.

“Michael..?”

He dropped the bags in the corner and took his jacket off and hung it on his tall coat-hook in the room.

“Michael, where am I staying?”

He came back to me, giving me the full-force of his bright orange shirt.

“You’re staying here.”

Um, “In your room? Oh no” I laughed.

“What? You always stay here.”

“Yeah, when I know just what will come out of it.”

He smiled knowing exactly what I was talking about. “We don’t have to do anything. I can control myself. I will be, a gentleman.”
That was so cute I had to laugh.

“Oh you will, will you?”

“Yes I will. I just wanna lay next to you. I’ll behave I promise.”

I bit my lip and thought for a second..two seconds..three..four..”Okay.”

He smiled way harder than he needed to. “Alright then, come on.” He sat on the bed and took his boots off. I kicked my shoes off and hesitated at I what I had to do next.

“Look away.”

“What?” His voice sounded incredulous.

“You heard me, turn around. It’ll remove some of the temptation.” I got more and more shy with each word that I spoke.

He just shook his head and faced away from me. I moved a little to the left as if somehow it would make me even safer from him seeing. I unbuttoned the top of my fly and zipped down. This was a habit of mine. Before going to bed I always took my pants off. I wasn’t feeling as comfortable with it now, but these pants were so damn tight I didn’t wanna go to bed with them, I’d die of suffocation. I peeled them off my legs and picked them up to fold them and cover my lower body while I walked to the bed.

“Don’t look yet.” I said as I walked to the other side of the bed. I slipped under the covers, leaving my pants on the ground and moved to where he couldn’t see me. I made sure that the top of the covers were wrapped around my torso before I could say “Kay you can look now.”

Mike turned around with a less-than-annoyed look on his face. “Was all that really necessary?”

I didn’t say anything and he sighed and sidled up next to me. He put his right arm around me and pulled us together and down into the bed as the same time so that my head was resting on his arm. He took the covers from his legs and pulled them over us and his other arm wrapped around my waist. Next, his hand curved around my long-sleeve clad tummy. He adjusted himself so that the long line of his body was completely melded into mine and I fought the urge to squirm as my loins jumped. I heard him take a deep sniff of my curls and sigh which somehow calmed me.

“Perfect,” he said. My body instantly relaxed into his and my right hand went to the hand that lay free above my head, and curled our fingers together. The fingers that were around my waist traced the bottom of my shirt for a while and he hesitated.

“Do you mind?”

“No..”

He dipped his long slender fingers under my shirt and my stomach contracted at the feeling of his cool fingers touching my bare skin.

“Sorry, the meeting room was cold.”

I chuckled, “Its fine.”

His fingers glided across my belly and brushed back and forth across my skin. I let out a sigh of my own and played with his fingers with my right hand. His hand moved up to where my ribcage started and let his fingers trail there. Awareness grew between my legs and soon I felt the same awareness coming from Mike as a familiar bulge grew on me from behind. I froze as felt him getting bigger through his pants and scrunched my nose, waiting for his response.

“Just ignore it. As long as you’re near me it’s always gonna happen. It’ll go away eventually.”

But what if I don’t want it to, I thought. I didn’t dare say it out loud though. He continued gliding his fingers against my stomach and his fingers were so long that they kept brushing the under curve of my breast just barely. Soon his fingers were purposefully tracing under my bra and I felt a dampness growing.

I tried to control my voice as I spoke, “Now how’s it gonna go away eventually when you keep doing that?”

He laughed, “I don’t know, but all I know is that I can’t help myself. You feel so good.”

I tried not to close my eyes hearing his voice shudder like that. Damn, he could be so seductive without even trying.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

“No, it feels good,” I admitted.

His fingers were so close to being able to dip under my bra and touch my sweet spots. The same went for downstairs. One slick movement and he could be at the promise land. And who could say that I’d stop him? I wanted it just as badly as he did. But instead he stayed where he was, playing along my skin and giving me goose bumps that I knew he could feel. He knew the power he had over me, but instead he stuck to his word and was a complete gentleman. Every day he was reminding me even more why I loved him so much. He didn’t know it yet, but Michael had just won major brownie points in my book.

Joe arrived just as promised, and I was pleased to see him again. He took my bags and held the door for me and I got in, excited for what lay ahead.

We made a little small talk and exchanged friendly words but were sure to stay off the topic of what had happened a month ago. I knew he’d felt bad about leaving me during my heated argument with Mike that day, but I made sure to be extra friendly and somehow let him know that it was ok, without actually having to say it.

I grew restless on the drive. I just wanted to get to Neverland now. I wanted to see Mike, now. I tried to calm the nerves and butterflies that grew in my stomach but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t wait to see him. Him and that beautiful smile. I daydreamed about all the things we would do together once we arrived and how amazing it would feel to be back, even if only for the weekend. I tried push the nervousness of other things that could happen in the back of my mind and remembered that I promised myself that I would still be cautious with him. And I would still hold to that promise, I thought. Then I thought about his smile again and my heart melted.

“And we have arrived!”

I broke out of my trance and looked up at Joe through the rearview, then looked around and saw where I was. I was here. I was back at Neverland. Joe got out of the car and opened my door and I stepped out with my heart racing. Oh my, I was back. I looked around at the gardens and flowers and bushes that Michael always made sure adorned his valley ranch property. Beautiful daisies, lilies, lilacs, roses of every color were on every inch of the ground and the scent stimulated your mind with fresh, clean happy thoughts. Yup, this is his world. His magical world. I walked up the road steps with a quickened pace and before I even reached the front door it opened wide and I saw my one Prince Charming’s face stretched into the most hypnotizing smile, the one smile I waited so long to see again.

“Well if it isn’t Petah,” I recited and he ran up to me and grabbed me, lifting me off the ground into a huge hug.

I locked my arms around him, closed my eyes, and took in his amazing scent. Ugh, I was home.

We let go and his lips found mine in a second, locking us together again. I felt him smiling on my mouth and my expression followed his. This felt so right. He let go of me and my arms fell to his waist and looked him up and down. He looked different. His hair..it was straight and a bit curled under. He didn’t have the long curls in front of his face that I loved to play with. Instead his bangs we neatly to the side, curved over his right side just a bit.

“Your hair..It’s different..”

He just kept smiling at me.

“I like it”, I finished.

And he just kept on smiling, like a little boy in a trance.

I looked at his chest and was pleased to see that he was wearing my favorite color , Orange. He had on a black jacket with huge golden buckles down the arms. His pants were black. Always. Very form-fitting. And he wore black boots that made his legs look like they went on for miles.

“You’re just dressed to impress me aren’t you?”

He just smiled and stared. I started to get a little worried and raised my eyebrows.

Finally he spoke, “I missed you so much.”

He always knew just what to say. My eyes softened, “I missed you too.”

His voice turned excited, “I’m so glad you’re here. We’re gonna have so much fun. Come on, I have something to show you.”

He grabbed my hand and led me into the house and through the foyer by the living room. A quick glance and I saw that all our pictures together were back up. All of the photos of us at the beach, some at carnivals, others with his family, a couple of us at Disney World. They were all back up in place as if they never had been taken down. We looked so happy, and all those portraits fit together perfectly on the wall. Like one big beautiful piece that was a collage of our life together. He pulled me up the stairs and through the hall to his room. And brought us in.

“Mhmm, you have something to show me huh?” I raised one eyebrow and crossed my arms over my chest.

He chuckled low and said “Oh shut up, it’s nothing like that. I have something else to show you..” he moved to the huge silver stereo in his room and his hand barely touched it when a voice from behind interrupted. “Mr. Jackson, the people at Sony are here to see you.”

We both turned around to see one of his secretaries waiting outside the door.

“Hold on, tell em I’m coming.” He looked at me apologetically, “I’m sorry. I’ll have to just show you later. Make yourself comfortable, this shouldn’t take too long.”

“Its fine, go ahead” I semi-lied. I wanted him all to myself. But right now I could wait.

“I’ll be back in a bit,” he kissed my forehead and I watched his long legs stride out of the room.

I looked at all my bags packed up leaning against the wall, nice and neat and ready to go. I made sure everything was set before I went to go grab my phone and dial the number that I knew so well.

“Hello?”

“Hey babe,” I smiled into the phone.

“Heeeey,” His voice automatically sweetened making my stomach do a little flip. Always. Before I knew it my face had formed into a wide smile and I sat cross-legged on my bed ready to hang on his every gentle word.

“What are you doing” I asked.

“Nothing really, today’s been a slow day. How about you?”

“Same for me. I have been pretty productive though.”

“Oh really? Doing what?” His voice was music to my ears.

“Oh nothing much, just packing.”

“Packing? For what?” I heard his curiosity peak and tried to contain my excitement to tell him the news.

“Packing..so that I..can come see you..this weekend?” My grin got wider waiting for his response.

Pause. “…You’re serious. You’re coming to Neverland.”

“Mmm hmm.”

“AOW!!” he squealed.

I broke out laughing at his craziness. I knew he’d get excited.

“Finally! For how long?”

“2 days. Today and tomorrow. Then I’ll come back Sunday afternoon.”

“Ok,” I heard the slight disappointment in his voice..”Well, is your stuff already all packed?”

“All packed and ready to go.” I lowered my voice to a sultry tone for him, “I’m just waiting for you.”

“…I’m coming to get you right now.”

I tried not laugh at his cuteness.

“Oh man, wait, I can’t. I have that meeting today, the one I was telling you about with Sony?”

“Oh yeah..that’s fine I’ll just get my car and drive over.”

“No, I don’t want you driving all the way over here, I’ll send Joseph to come get you.”

“Michael it’s fine, I’ll just grab my keys and go.”

“Woman would you just let me get my driver?” he chuckled into the phone.

I rolled my eyes and smiled again. “Fine. Go ahead.”

“Thank you” he sang into my ear. My heart stopped for second and I tried to control my face that was soon to be stuck in its position.

“You excited to see me?”

“Of course, I’ve been waiting for this so long you don’t even realize.”
“Yes, but you need to understand one thing before I go with you. You’ve gotta be on your best behavior.”

“Who? Me?”

“Yes you. Control yourself around me. I know you’ll wanna rip my clothes off and all when you see me but please, TRY to restrain yourself..”

“Whoahohoho—”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah you know exactly what I’m talking about mister. Keep it IN the pants please.”

“Well then I’ll try my hardest,” his playful voice teased.

“Yeah I’m sure you will. When should I expect your car?”

“Im calling him now. Expect 30 minutes till he leaves. I’m not sure where he is right now..”

“Dont worry about it. Don’t rush him, he’ll leave when he leaves.”

He went quiet and I had to ask, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing it’s just that…did you tell the girls you were coming?”

“Yeah I spoke to them not too long ago. They’re cool with it.”

“Natalie too?”

“Yes Nat too. She said to have fun.”

“She still hates me.”

“She doesn’t hate you. You still have to prove yourself to her that’s all. She’ll warm up soon.”

“I dunno. But as soon as I find Joe I’ll call you back okay? I gotta go make a few other calls too.”

“Ok. I’ll talk to you later.”

“See you soon baby.”

The doorbell rang and I sprinted to it quickly. “Kaaaaaay!” I squealed as I opened it to embrace her laughing self into a big hug.

“You saw me yesterday, goofball!” she joked.

“I know, but I MISSED you since yesterday.”

“Uh huh ha..soo..what has the lovely Jessica been up to since I last saw her..” she checked her invisible watch “..12 hours ago?”

I shook my head at her and smiled.

“Well I wanted to ask you something, more like ask for some advice.”

“Shoot.”

“It’s about MJ. Well..we’ve talked about it only a couple of times, but we didn’t talk about it seriously until today..and—”

“Talk about what?”

I considered lying and forgetting the discussion, and then realized who it was I was talking to.. the same girl who had my back when I called her in tears after disappearing for 2 days.

“He asked if we were ready yet..for me to back to Neverland—JUST to visit him though” I held my hands up to stop her before she spoke yet. “It would only be for a couple of days. Not long at all. I just wanted to ask you what you thought of it.”

She watched my face patiently. Trying to read my expression. “And..you’re asking whether I think that you should go or not?”

“Yes—No! I mean—I don’t know what I’m asking..what you think I should do?”

She laughed at me as I realized that I’d just asked her the same question.

“Well firstly, even if I told you not to go it for sure wouldn’t stop you, so what it comes down to is whether YOU want to go or not.”

I looked at her with obvious disappointment on my face. “I was kinda hoping you would tell me to sit my ass down and not go.”

“No, that’s Natalie’s job” she smiled. “Speaking of, I see now why you asked only me to come over. You’re worried about what she’d say? Then why were you hoping that I’d say no?” She shook her head. “You know what? Let’s just sit down and figure this out cause I just…”

We moved to the living room and sat on the couch. I folded my hands in my lap and sat up straight in anticipation waiting for her to talk again. I certainly wasn’t starting.

“Ok, so you and Michael have discussed you going back to Neverland—JUST for a few days” she mimicked my earlier gesture and I squinted my eyes at her and nodded slowly as she continued, “So, my dear..do you want to go or not?”

I bit my lip and thought about it before answering.

“Yes and no.”

“Elaborate please..”

“Yes because I love him and no because I’m scared of him.”

She waited for me to go on.

“You know I love being with him, always. But when I’m with him I also have no sense. No control. I mean its easy now because he’s still walking on eggshells with me but as soon as he feels like he’s won me back, what if things go back and I’m his little puppy again? Falling for everything and accepting everything he does?”

She scrunched her lips to the side, he thinking face on, “Well, first of all, that was all a while ago. Back then this was all new to you and you didn’t know how to handle any of it. But now that you’ve had a good couple of years of experience, good and bad, you now know what to do differently and what or what not to tolerate from him. You get what I’m saying?

I nodded in quick acknowledgement of what she was talking about. “Yeah…I do.”

“Babe, only you know whether or not you can handle this trip with Michael. I know you love him and deep down you’re itching to go, but keep in mind also what you’ve been through in the past so you don’t make any of the same mistakes again.”

I nodded again at my wise friend. “Thanks so much girly. You always know what to say.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she smiled. “Now, you just gotta tell Natalie.”

“Oh god..”

“Haha I’m sure it won’t be that bad. Nat doesn’t hate him, she’s just not fond of what he’s done that’s all.”

“Which is exactly why I’m worried. I know exactly what she’s gonna say..”

“Oh, no you don’t. Just call her and tell her because trust me if you give her any more surprises she won’t be as quick to forgive as last time.”

“Ugh…..I know you’re right. Where’s my dang phone?”

***

There the three of us were, sitting in the same spot, just with one extra person. A too quiet extra person. She had a pained look on her face, clearly holding back the words that she wanted to say.

“Hello? Earth to Nat..”

“….Dammit Jess!” she finally burst out, “You already know what I wanna say!”

“I know! But I need to hear you say it anyways. I need your opinion.”

“I WANNA say sit your ass down and torture him longer. But you’re as stubborn and persistent as he is, so there’s really no point in that now, is there?” I laughed at her sarcastic humor. Humor was good.

“I’m not gonna say he doesn’t love you. I know that he does. He just..I just hope that he’s now learned his lesson to treat you better and not take you for granted this time.”

I breathed a long sigh of relief, “I really hope so too.”

“Seriously Jessie, you be cautious and careful, and don’t let him get away with being his bratty self.”

I had to laugh at that. She could never let the topic of him go without adding at least one snarky remark. But I’d take it. I was just glad to have their support. I smiled wide, “I promise, if he starts acting up I’ll put him in check.”

“I’m just saying.”

I laughed again and pounced on her for a hug. “Thank you thank you thank you Nat! I love you so much!” I felt her arms wrap tight around me.

“So how long are you staying?”

I let go and stepped back so I could talk. “Two days. Saturday and Sunday.”

“Saturday & Sunday?”

“Yup.”

Kayla this time, “So you’re spending the weekend then you’ll be back in no time for some quality time with your girls, right?”

“Absolutely!” I beamed.

“You had better” Nat smiled. And I could see worry etched in her face. I didn’t feel so excited anymore. I knew she was worried about me. Hell I was worried for myself. But I wanted to do this. I felt it was the right time. And god did I love him, so sue me if I just wanted to be with him for the weekend.

“So have you called Michael and told him yes?” Kayla asked.

“No not yet, but I know as soon I do, he’ll have the next car out to come get me. So I better start packing now.”

“Ok, we’ll leave you to it then.”

They each got up and came over to me to say their goodbyes and give me their hugs.

“Be safe, and have fun and remember what I said.” Kayla sang into my ear.

“Thank you, I will, and I promise.”

Nat came next “Miss you already. We love you, be sure to call us when you get there.”

“I will. Love you guys too.”

As she moved back I looked at Nat’s face to find a tear drop trailing down. I felt my heart wrench and my eyes stung with the threat of facing the same fate.

“Natalie..”

“Oh, just ignore me. I just miss you already.”

She wiped her tear away and gave me another hug.

“I love you. Have fun. I mean it.”

“I love you too. I’ll call you as soon as I get there.”

“Okay, good. Alright..let’s go.”

I walked both girls to the door and made sure they got in their cars and drove away before closing the doors, a habit. I loved those two so much. They were my life. And they had a reason to be so protective. Especially Natalie. She’d always been there to pick up the pieces whenever I was broken. She’d helped me heal through my worst heartaches. And now she just doesn’t want to see me get hurt again. I don’t want to get hurt again myself. I’ll be keeping what they both said in mind on this trip.

But for now, I crossed my arms and turned around looking around the house and spoke aloud to myself, “Time to start packing.”

We sat in the den bundled up in blankets and watching a Charlie Chaplin film on the big screen TV, Michael’s choice. We were cuddled up on the pull-out couch and as he was engrossed and studying his idol’s every move, my mind wandered back to what he’d said earlier. Kayla was supposed to come over late tonight to talk as soon as our date was over. I chuckled under my breath and slightly shook my head at the word. Date. We were actually dating again.

Michael nudged me, smiling and a bit confused. “What?”

“Nothing.” He raised his eyebrows at me and I insisted, “Nothing!”

He clearly didn’t believe me but it didn’t seem to matter anymore as his look turned serious and he dipped his head towards mine. I held his face to me and kissed him back. He wore his hair down today and now it fell loose and brushed across my face, I played with his curls while we kissed and his taller body towered over mine, bringing us down to the couch/bed.

He kissed me harder, and opened his mouth for us to use our tongues. The taste of him always got me excited and now was no different. I pulled his face into me and tilted my head, tasting his sweet mouth. Our tongues ran against each other and I felt my body grow warm. Michael’s kissing grew more frantic and I had to get up for air. His face buried into my neck and he didn’t just kiss it, he licked it smoothly, making me sigh from the sensation of his hot tongue. That felt really good. I closed my eyes, bit my lips and enjoyed the wonderful feeling. But my body became restless and my arm went to his back and lifted his shirt, already hanging out of his pants and I ran my hands all over his back. But it wasn’t enough. I didn’t even realize what I was doing when my hand went down to the back of his belt and grabbed it. One of my legs was inbetween both of his and I felt a long hard bulge against my thigh which surprised and jolted me back to earth.

“Michael..wait..time out.”

I brought my hands in front of me to push him away so I could think clearly. His eyes were glazed over and he was looking at me with a drowsy, questioning desire in his face. He looked so sexy like that I just wanted to pull him back to me and have him finish what he’d started. Which was why I sat up and inched away from him. I couldn’t help reaching out to curl his hair behind his ear though.

“We gotta slow down.”

His beautiful eyes started to refocus again, “Was that too much?”

“Yeah..I mean not for you, but for me.”

“No, it was too much for me too.”

Oh god, he needed to lift his face up because the angle that his eyes were looking up at me with his hair covering his face was not helping my sanity right now.

I pulled the blankets closer to me. “This is so weird”

Michael chuckled at me “Yeah you think? ” Almost a month now and we hadn’t had sex. And now my body was starting to realize and it didn’t appreciate it one bit. I couldn’t even imagine what Michael had been going through.

“You know I love you” he said, “Whenever you think the right time is, whenever you’re ready, that’s when it will be.”

I smiled without even thinking, “Thank you.”

“Uh huh, just one more kiss..” I giggled and let him kiss me once more.

He looked at his watch. “It’s getting pretty late, I should go anyways.” I felt myself get disappointed at this.

“I have to go back to the hotel, then tomorrow I’m going back to Neverland to go over some stuff with Sony. Think about what I said today?”

I nodded and got up to walk him to the door. He stepped outside and turned around, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

His lovely smile lit up my heart and he kissed me for the 3rd and final time that night, before walking to the car. I went back inside doing exactly what he’d asked and waited till I knew Kayla was coming over. We had a lot to talk about.

We’d been seeing each other for almost a month now. Everything was nice, Mike was always on his best behavior. The girls visited often, making sure I was okay and always reassuring me that there was an ass kicking ready if I needed it. I politely declined and said that it wouldn’t be necessary, yet, but that I’d keep it in mind.

We had dinner often, usually at my place. We would watch a movie or play video games or board games. When we weren’t at my house we were at a restaurant of his choice. He’d stay at a hotel nearby and visit me, and we’d do whatever was interesting at the moment. We couldn’t go out too much because of who he was, but it seemed that he was fine and content with just staying at home with me. I still hadn’t gone to his house though and while we were cleaning the dishes he brought it up.

“Do you think we’re ready to have dinner at my place next time?”

“I looked at him and had to think about it before responding. “I’m not sure yet..”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know. I’m not sure if I’m ready to go back yet.”

“I want it to be your home too. What better time than now?”

“I don’t know..” I went to grab paper towels for us to dry our hands.

“When do you think the right time will be?”

“I’m not sure..we’ll see.”

“Well, I hope that it’s soon because it’s lonely without you there.” He smirked.

My eyes softened, “Oh really?”

He pulled me by the waist into him. “Yes really..” And rewarded me with a warm and gentle kiss.

“I’ll think about it.”

“That’s all I ask.”

And by I’ll think about it, I really meant that I’d run it by the girls. Michael had been very well behaved and I very much appreciated it but I still had this deep feeling that it was still too soon to go to Neverland. Another part of me told me that this was my Michael, and that I should just go with what my heart was feeling, because that’s when I felt best with him. The biggest test would be if I went back to stay with him anyways. Of course he’d be close to perfect with me on my turf, but the real test would be when I was in his world, and living by his rules.

I’ll discuss it with Nat and Kay tonight, I thought while Mike brought his kisses to my neck.

I wrapped my arms around him while he bathed my skin with light touches of his lips. Closing my eyes I breathed in slowly, and let his lips pamper my skin. We always kissed like we were now, sometimes deeper, usually letting him play with my neck. He knew I loved when he touched that spot. Sometimes we’d lightly caress over the clothes..but nothing serious. He was still on probation. But his face inside my neck, his wonderful-smelling cologne relaxing my mind..I felt myself wanting him to go further.
He moved to my collar bone and I wanted him to go even lower. I found myself waiting a couple of seconds longer before mustering up the strength to lift up his head and give his jaw a quick kiss. He gleamed as me, his big perfect smile so hypnotic. I took his long curl and twisted it in my fingers.

“Let’s stay in tonight.”