Michael Part III

Love

--Mika's POV--

It's been two months since Michael's surgery. He finished chemo last week, so today is his checkup. We are definitely hoping for good news, but we don't want to get our hopes up.

"Nervous love?" I ask Michael.

He rests his head on my shoulder as we wait in the waiting room.

"No. Just want to get this over with," he answers as I kiss the top of his head.

"Yea, me too."

"We should go on vacation if the news is good," Michael suggests.

"We should either way."

"Michael, Dr. Stevens will see you in room 25," a nurse tells us.

Michael and I make our way into the checkup room hand-in-hand. The nurse has Michael sit on the checkup table and I sit in the corner. She takes his blood pressure and what not and then leaves.

"Mika..." Michael whispers to me.

I look up at him.

"We should have a quickie," he smiles.

"Oh my Michael," I laugh just as the doctor walks in.

"Michael," the doctor starts as he shakes hands with Michael. "How are you today?"

"I'm fine," Michael answers and turns to wink at me.

What a loser...haha.

"Yourself?" Michael asks.

"Just wonderful," the doctor replies with a smile. "So, how do you think your results will be?"

"I'm hoping good," Michael chuckles.

The doctor places Michael's scan up. He then flips the light on. Michael smiles when he sees it.

"It's gone," Michael breathes out.

"Yes," the doctor steps back and smiles.

The doctor finished the checkup Michael and sent us on our way. Michael hasn't stopped smiling the entire ride home. We held hands the entire ride and I'm pretty sure we said 'I love you' a thousand times to each other.

When we arrive home we just sit in the car and stare at each other. Huge smiles stretched across our faces.

"I love you Michael. I've loved you since the first time that I laid eyes on you. You're my everything. I love you.."

"I love you Mika. Do you wanna know where we're going for our vacation?"

I nod happily.

"It's a surprise," he laughs and runs out of the car.

I chuckle and run after him.

--

"So, we're obviously in Detroit Michael. I'm not stupid," I inform him as we get into a cab.

"Duh," he replies as he hands the cab driver a note. I'm assuming it has the address to wherever we are going on it.

Before we arrive Michael blindfolds me. He leaves me in the cab for what felt like forever as he ran into several places that we stopped at. Then he finally pulls me out of the cab.

"Well, we are definitely in an elevator," I chuckle with my bag in hand.

"So observant," Michael chuckles. I can sense him rolling his eyes.

He leads me down a hall and then stops us.

"Take off the blindfold," he whispers in an extremely sexy voice.

I rip the blindfold off and my jaw drops.

"Is this..is this the room..that..we?" I question him.

"Nice sentence babe," Michael laughs, but nods.

He swipes the key and pushes the door open. When it opens the first thing I notice is the glow coming from the bathroom. I look at him and then walk in.

"Michael..." I say, but I get choked up.

"I believe you were the first in the tub.."

I look at him as he leans against the bathroom doorframe. I smile and start to slowly strip for him. He licks his lips as I start to pull down my briefs.

After I step in the tub he stands in front of me and starts to strip himself. When he reaches his briefs he motions for me to turn around. I can't help but laugh and turn around. I feel him slip in the tub beside me. I lean back and face him.

"Wine?" Michael asks as he pours us each a glass.

I nod as he hands me the glass. We talk for a good twenty minutes and finish the first bottle of wine. He then straddles me in the tub.

And the rest is history ;)