Chapter 9 Pt. 4

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 Michael's P.O.V.

Suddenly, an idea hit me. I hate it whenever we're apart. I love it when we are together. We spend everyday together with each other anyhow. How cool would it be if I asked her to move into the Neverland Ranch with me? It seemed like the perfect plan. "What are you thinking about, babe?", she said with a stuffy face and a smile. I gaze into her eyes and I cradle her face in my hands. "Shirley?", I asked. "Yes, Michael?", she replied. "Can I ask you a question?" I ask softly. "Sure.", she replies. I take a deep breath as she looks up at me. Damn, her eyes are so beautiful, I can't even think straight! "Well, babe, I know that I love spending time with you and I hate it when you leave my side. So, I wanted to know would you...maybe...w-wanna move in...with me?", I asked shyly while giving her my cutest puppy-dog face. She glanced up at me, shock clearly written all over her face. "Baby, are you sure you want me living with you?", she asked humbly. I burst out in laughter and caressed her head. "Sweetie, what kind of question is that? Nothing would make me happier! Just the thought of waking up to that beautiful face everyday makes me happy!", I say as she giggles. Thank God she's laughing again! I love seeing her smile. "Yes baby, I would love to move in with you!", she said happily. OH..MY..GOSH!!!! She actually said yes! "Wow, babe! Just when I thought you couldn't make me any happier!", I say as I lean in to kiss her. She sits up and kisses me passionately as I pull her closer to me. I set her on my lap as I intensify the kiss. She breaks the kiss, gazing into my eyes. "Baby, I love you so much. You are so special to me.", she says with a spark in her eyes. "I love you too, sweetheart. So, can I have a moment of truth?", I ask while gazing into her beautiful eyes as she smiles at me. "Okay. Moment of truth is...I've never been this happy with a man...ever. I have God and you to thank for changing that!", she said softly. I lean in to wrap my arms around her and kiss her passionately.


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