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My True MJ Story VI

There I was sitting on Michael's bed, half dressed and flabberghasted. I searched his face for meaning, for understanding. He had just asked me to be his wife. The silence in the room was thick. It is difficult to believe that silence can hurt one's ears, but it can. My head was throbbing and it was filled with a million thoughts all at once.  Michael broke the silence by asking me if I was okay. "Yes, I'm okay Michael" I say. He sits beside me as I pull the top of my jumpsuit on. He zips up the back for me and then lays his head on my shoulder. "I know it is probably too soon for us to even think about gettting married but it is what I want." I have never felt so comfortable around someone like I do you. You let me be me. You want to be with me because you love what is on the inside.  I appreciate that and it makes me love you even more. I don't think you have to know someone for 100 years before you know you want to spend the rest of your life with them. Do you?" "No Michael, I don't believe that" I tell him. "But this is all so unexpected. I know you are tired, you just got back home from traveling the world and performing almost every night. I want you to get some sleep and in the morning when you are rested and your mind is clear, I want you to give this issue some more thought and when you have, ask me again. I mean Michael, even I have to think about this." "Are you turning me down?" Michael said softly. "No, I'm not", I say. "I just want to know for sure that this is what we really want right now. I don't want to get married just to have it end 2 years from now. Once we go into this, we are going to stay married forever and that takes us knowing and loving everything about each other, even the bad stuff. Right now I don't know anything bad about you and you don't know if there are things about me you won't be able to tolerate. I can tell you now, I snore and I don't like sharing bathrooms with anybody." "Woww!"MJ exclaimed. "Maybe we don't need to get married then because I just have to share a bathroom with you" he says sarcastically. I look at him from the corner of my eye and elbow him playfully in the stomach. "You're abusive too!" he teased. "Oh my goodness Mike, you are impossible!" I jump on him and we wrestle on the bed laughing.I show him how strong I am by overpowering him and riding his back like he's a pony. "Giddy up!" I laugh. He is laughing hysterically and I know that I am only able to get the best of him because he's tired. I get off of his back and lay next to him. His eyes are closed. I look at him and admire his profile. Damn, this man is fine. Katherine and Joe have made some beautiful children I think to myself and I wonder what our children will look like. He opens his eyes and pulls me closer to him. We kiss until we can't anymore and he falls asleep. I am in his arms but I am awake. I am thinking about him asking me to marry him. I really wanted to say "yes" immediately but I what I want more is for Michael to be truly happy. I want him to know for sure that I am who he wants in spite of how short a time we have known each other. I fall asleep laying on his chest. I dream of a beautiful garden on a warm, sunny day. Family and friends are around and they are smiling. I see Michael standing afar and I am walking toward him. The joy I feel in my heart cannot be contained...

I awake the next day to the sun shining on my face. I turn over and there is Michael looking at me. He must have woke up during the night and taken his shirt off because he was bare chested. OMG is he sexy. "Were you watching me sleep?" I ask. "No, I was just checking to see if you really snore!" We laugh and  and he kisses me on the cheek. He asks me did I sleep well and I reply that I did. "Breakfast is being prepared, are you hungry?" A little I say, but let me go wash up a bit. Okay he tells me. He also tells me to come find the dining room when I am done to have breakfast. I go into the beautiful master bath to brush my teeth and shower. Everything is there for my use, a toothbrush, a robe etc. I come out wearing the plush white robe that Michael's household staff has supplied. I walk down the hallway I had traveled the night before looking for the dining room. In the massive condo, I eventually find it and there is my sweetheart waiting for me in a blue robe. He looks good. He is rested and freshly shaven. We have a light meal of scrambled eggs, bagels,strawberries and fresh squeezed orange juice. Michael looks at me and says, "Well, at least I know you look good first thing in the morning." I also wanted to say that I have slept on it and gave it some more thought like you asked. I have come to the conclusion that I still want to marry you." This time, I don't second guess Michael. I have decided that I will not be a fool and let this man get away. So what if our relationship has mostly been phone conversations? So what if I've only known him 3 1/2 months? Who gives a damn? I am going to marry this man. I get up from seat and sit in his lap. I tell him that I love the hell out of him and I would be honored in so many ways to be his friend and wife. I bury my hands in his hair once again and let my tongue slip into his mouth. His hand creeps inside my robe and he touches all that will soon be his. I love this man and he loves me. That is all that matters.

Tomorrow: Part VII-Planning the Wedding

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