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I'm Not Letting Go~~Chapter 18
I'm so sorry it's taken so long, guys. I've been having a rough time with the new chemo and the side effects have been horrible. Anyhow, enough of my problems. On to Chapter 18---hope you're still interested! ~~Leslie Chapter 18 " You really surprised me tonight, angel." Michael said. " Oh?" " Yes, you have a terrific voice. I loved hearing you sing." " Thank you Michael. I only did it for you." " I know, and I'm so touched. You were wonderful with Barry. I can tell you really get into his music because your voice blended so well with his. He could tell too. I could see it in his eyes." " Oh he was just being polite." I said. " Yeah yeah, " he teased me. " I think I've become a Michael Jackson fan." I grinned. " Now coming from you, I take that as a huge compliment." " It is one." I answered happily. " Well, I'm a fan of yours now too. You were great with Barry, and mesmerizing on 'Magic Man', but when you began 'Smile', my heart melted. You have the perfect voice for that." " Aww, thank you. You know, it's an incredible song." " That it is. And I knew you were doing it for me. I was so touched, how could I not sing with you?." " You know, Michael, you could do a whole lp of music from that era. You're so good at it." " Well thank you baby, but I dunno. I'd feel like I was selling out....just to sell albums." " You wouldn't be selling out. You'd be interesting a whole new generation in the music of the masters." " Rod Stewart's done 4 or 5 of them now and nothing new in ages. " He's a far cry from Michael Jackson," I said. " I guess we're not too much alike, hmm?" he teased. " Not quite." I smiled. " Well, I've had a great night tonight, Leslie. I hope you've had a good time too." " Oh I have," I smiled," I absolutely love watching you come alive on stage. You perform and you're just ON." " It's where I've always felt most comfortable...until I met you., that is. Now in your arms is my happy place, my secure place." he confided. " Aww, thank you." I replied. " No, thank YOU." he replied," My world is a much better place with you in it. You have truly blessed me." " You say the sweetest things." " Oh I dunno about sweet, but I know they're true. I know my world is a much better place with you in it. You have truly blessed me, darlin." He kissed my cheek warmly. " Michael--" " Yes?" " I'll always love you." I told him softly and wrapped my armd around him holding his body close to mine. " I'll never stop loving you," he told me softly," Never. He held me back only far enough to look into my eyes," Let's get outta here, okay?" " Okay, let's go." I ansered with a smile. We paid our bill and headed hand in hand to the car, then off to the hotel.. Once inside we kicked off our shoes and and he took my hands in his, squeezing them as he spoke to me. " I loved to night, Angel." " Me too." I love to watch you perform." I confessed," You're just amazing." " Shy I guess. I was in vocal ensemble in high school and we had a group competition to go to. Well I was fine until I found out it would be one of us from the 4 parts of harmony singing in front of everyone...well, I was mortified. I did my little part and my voice was so shakey, cuz I forgot to breathe at the right right time---when it was over, the teacher said, " How come you never told me you dould sing like that?" Well, that made me even more uncomfortable and self conscious." He smiled," I'm sorry, but you really are good. I hope tonight has proven to you that you have a wonderful voice, with Barry and without Barry, you can sing." He smiled," And now that I've heard you, you can sing for me any time." " Oh, I don't think so," he chuckled. " You will." he said," You'll sing for me again," he told me," Just like you'll dance with me again." " You sound pretty sure of yourself." He smiled," I am. I always get what I want." he smiled. " Spoiled, are we?" " A little," He replied," he replied with a lugh," But now I get to spoil you and I'm gonng love that. I'm going to love every moment of it." he said. I smiled," I don't need spoiled, Michael. " I'm just happy to have you to have you to spoil." " You definitiely have me." I said. " And you have me, sweetheart." he replied," I'm yours 100%, like it or not." " I like it, I like it." I answered and made my way into his arms and he held me close as we sat on the couch. It HAD been a wonderful everning out with him, but being back in "our" room, alone together was where we were happiest. " Leslie--" " Hmmm?" " What if they try to operate to remove the tumor?" he asked. " They won't. They say it's too dangerous because of it's location and it's size." " Maybe you just need the best surgeon in the world." He said," I could find them." I kissed him quick," Michael, I appreciate that, but it's not gonna help. Until they can find the primary, the tumor will continue to come back." He sighed," I feel so helpless. I want to make all of this disappear and even with all the millions of dollars I have I can't do a damned thing to make you better." " I know...." " I just want you better. I want that disease out of you. I don't want you to hurt anymore or be sick anymore....I love you." " I love you too," I told him looking into his eyes. " You mean everything to me." " You do to me." I told him," It will be okay...somehow it will be ok." I said gently touching his lips with my fingertips," Just don't stop loving me, okay?" " Notta chance." he replied then kissed me tenderly at first, but quickly becoming more intense and passionate," I LOVE you--" he said urgently before his lips again captured mine and his gentle hands held either side of my face," I love you and I want you--" he breathed as his tongue traced over my lips then parted them and seemed to explore the farthest depths of my soul, caressing my tongue with his as his hands squeezed my shoulders. Michael's lips moved to my neck and his breathing was quick and hard as he made little moaning sounds. I closed my eyes, loving the feeling he was giving me and he whispered through his kisses," God what you do to me..." We kissed a while longer until Michael slowly pulled away with a sigh. He looked at me with a shy smile and laced his fingers with mine," You know, you drive me absolutely crazy." " You're not so bad yourself." I answered, nudging his shoulder with mine with a little giggle. " I have always been so incredibly shy around girls---I mean holding hands was a MAJOR step for me...but then you come along and wow....everything changes...I can't keep my hands off you." he laughed. " It's a spell." I told him, smiling. " I AM under your spell," he replied," Leslie, I'm serious. I have never felt the things you make me feel. I kiss you and I'm just--I'm taken away to this magical place where I just lose myself in you. And I'm consumed in wanting to kiss you and hold you and tough you----even stranger is that I'm not embarrassed or shy when it comes to you. I feel strong and secure and very much aware of my desire for you." " You know, you're very sexy and sensual." I told him gently. " Am I?" he asked resting his forhead against mine. " Very," I said softly," You're a very giving lover, Michael. Even your breathing is exciting." He inhaled a deep, shakey breath and kissed my nose," I'm glad you're the girl I saved myself for because I knew we were meant to be together that first time I met you," he said lovingly, and gave my lips a gentle kiss then held my bottom lip easily between his teeth, giving it a little tug, then releasing it with a warm smile," I love you, angel." " I love you Michael." I said hugging him tightly. " My angel," he whispered," My beautiful angel." Slowly we released one another and he held my hand," You need some rest, Leslie. It's very late and I'm afraid I've kept you out and up way too late." " Don't be silly, I had a wonderful time." " C'mon," he said, pulling me up off the couch," Bedtime." Michael walked me to my room and I wondered why he didn't just come in with me. " Um, if you need anything--" he said. " Actually, I do." I answered. " Name it." he smiled. " I need to sleep in your bed with you." I told him. " Ohhh," he exhaled smiling," I'm so glad! I didn't want to just assume we'd share a bed---" " Michael," I said," All you had to do was ask....goof." I smiled. " Well I didn't want you to think I'm like a sex fiend---" " Oh yeah, that's ALWAYS my first thought when I think of you." I laughed. * *
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