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Falling For The Client: Part 2
Thanks for liking this story. Ideas are coming better to me for this so hopefully it lasts longer than "Better Together". Dedicated to Michael and Darren. -Sarah A year has passed and Michael and i have become almost best friends. He calls into my office every week, sometimes a few times a week and if he dosnt call in he rings me just to talk. I always spend my weekends hanging out with Michael and some week nights. Because of this my paperwork has backed up a lot. I am always stressed out completely and Michael can tell so he decided to call in one day with a surprise for me. Michael: (knocking and walking in) hey beautiful (smiling) Me: (stressing out) Mike i really dont have time today im sorry... Michael: so you dont wanna go to New York with me... Me: what you talking bout (looking up from my work) Michael: i asked your father if you could take a week off to come to one of my concerts.... Me: Mike i really have a lot of work to do... Michael: its all taken care of...trust me... Me: how? Michael: i asked your brother Declan to take a few of your clients for a while... Me: oh Mike thank you (hugging him) you dont understand the stress iv been under in the last few weeks... Michael: well i did thats why i set this up... It was 5pm and i turned off everything and got ready to go. Michael came with me back to my house. i only got a new house recently because well because of Michaelâ??s business iv been earning big money. I had a new car as well and i was doing very well in that area but when it came to my personal life it was a disaster. I never had time for going out with my friends in the past year because of how busy i was so for Michael to do this for me was so nice. He only had one concert to do and that was on the second night of our week there so we could just relax for the next week. Michael: (walking in my house) you need help packing? Me: now? When are we leaving? Michael: our flight is tomorrow night... Me: oh...i didnâ??t think we were leaving so soon... Michael: well lets get you packed... We walked upstairs and packed up my things. I snuck some of my paperwork into my bag because i knew if Michael seen them he would give out but i really had to get some done during the week even if it was my vacation. It was the next day and Michael and i were on the jet on our way to New York. We were all settled down and Michael said he was going to sleep so as soon as he closed his eyes i walked over to the table sat down and took out my paperwork. I didnâ??t realise how long i was there for but Michael got up and sat down in front of me without me even noticing. He snatched the files from under me. Me: (looking up) Mike...dont play games! Michael: why did you bring work with you on your vacation? (looking serious) Me: (sighing) i have so much to do i just need to finish this ok? Michael: if i give you this back, you have to promise me thats it! Me: fine (holding my hand out) Michael: promise? Me: i promise... After i finished what i had to do i put it away and went to sit with Michael. before we knew it we were in New York. We checked into our hotel and got into our room. Me: (looking around) Mike... Michael: yeah (unpacking) Me: (sitting on his bed) theres only one bed? Michael: (not looking up) really i thought there was 2, i asked for 2... Me: (looking at him suspiciously) you did? Well ok ill sleep on the couch (standing up) Michael: no!! I mean emm its a big bed theres room for 2... Me: i know but its ok...it would be too weird (walking out) Michael: you sure? Me: (grabbing my bag) yeah...sure you need your sleep for your concert tomorrow and now you have the bed to yourself... I got changed into my pyjamas and sat on the couch thinking. Did he get one bed on purpose. He didnâ??t seem too surprised when i told them there was only one bed. On that thought i fell asleep. The week flew by and on our last night Michael and i decided to go to this party in the top club in New York. I wore a black halter, shiffon dress that went to my knees and black high heels and Michael wore one of his military jackets and black jeans and white socks of course. We came in together but of course i was split from Michael when all these people came up to him to greet him. I didnâ??t really mind because well i expected that to happen. I walked over to the bar and sat down. Waiter: hi miss can i get you something? Me: oh yeah ill have a vodka and coke please... I sat there playing with a beer matt and the waiter gave me my drink. I sipped on it and sat quietly until this man noticed i was on my own. Man: (leaning up against the bar beside me) hey...(holding out his hand) im Mark... Me: (shaking his hand) Sarah... Mark: can i buy you a drink? (sitting beside me) Me: (looking at my empty glass) sure...vodka and coke please (smiling) Mark: so you know Johnny...the guy whos party this is? Me: no emm my friend who i came here with does... Mark: oh...so why is a pretty girl like you sitting here alone? Me: well lets just say my friend is busy (smiling) I sat at the bar drinking with Mark for about an hour and a half and he seemed so nice and was very cute too. We were having fun and suddenly Michael finds me. Michael: iv been looking for you everywhere... Me: oh well im here (smiling) oh Mike this is Mark... Mark: nice to meet you...(looking at me) you didnâ??t tell me your friend was Michael Jackson... Michael: friend? Baby i think we are a bit more than friends (putting his arms around me) Mark: oh im sorry (walking off) Me: Mike!! What the hell was that? Michael: i was getting rid of him... Me: why? Michael: because he was a jerk... Me: you didnâ??t say a word to him how would you know that? Ugh im outta here...(grabbing my bag and storming off) I got out of the club and hailed a cab. I got in and went back to the hotel. I decided to get my own room because then Michael will know i was serious about being mad at him. I went to bed that night thinking why did he do that? Does he like me or was he actually serious about thinking the guy being a jerk. The next morning i woke up and got dressed. My bags were still in Michaelâ??s room so i went up to pack. I quietly walked in in case he was still in bed and crept into his room were i left my suitcase. I froze. I couldnt believe what i was seeing. To be continued...
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