With Michael

Chapter 57 - First Birthday

13th of February, 1998
Brooklyn is 32, Janet is 31, and Michael is 39

Michael: "Just a bit higher, Mike," Brooke said. "So it can be perfect."

"Like that?" I asked, stretching my arm.

"Yes! Thank you."

I climbed down the latter as Janet yelled something from the kitchen.

"What?" my wife yelled back.

"I need help with the cake!"

"Oh, God. Help me up." Brooklyn mumbled, holding her stomach.

I took her hands and pulled her on her feet.

"You go help Janet, and I'll wake up our sleepy little boy." she said.

"Can I get a kiss first?" I questioned, puckering my lips.

She rolled her eyes and placed a soft kiss on them.

"Now go! Everyone will be here soon!"

~

Brooklyn: "Good morning, baby boy." I said, picking Prince up.

"Ma-ma..." he whined and hid his face in my shoulder.

"Come on, we need to get you dressed."

I put him down, then went to his closet and found a cute outfit for him to wear.

"You're the cutest thing ever." I smiled.

He returned a smile.

I took his hand as I helped him walk slowly.

"There's the birthday boy!" Michael chirped when he saw us.

The doorbell rang, letting us know the first guests have arrived.

~

Michael: "Prince, smile!" I said, snapping a picture.

He laughed and dug his hand into the cake.

My silly little boy.

"Oh, he's getting his clothes all dirty." Brooke sighed.

"Dude, he's having fun! Since when are you so uptight?" Randy mumbled.

She shot him a look that I knew made him feel regretful for saying that.

My son took another bite from the cake, making Jason scoff.

"Prince, save us some!" he exclaimed.

I chuckled as he joined Prince and took some cake himself.

~

Brooklyn took a seat next to Joshua on the couch and groaned.

"I can't believe you knocked her up again, Mikey." Tito smirked, staring at her big bump.

I bit my lip as my cheeks turned hot.