The Lady In My Life, A Michael Jackson Fan Fiction Love Story.

Chapter 22

*Candace's POV*

I woke up around noon and found Michael standing across the room, fully dressed, smiling at me. He leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, staring at me.

"Goodmorning Michael." I said as I sat up and rubbed my eyes awake. "Baby, what are you doing over there?" I asked as I stretched.

He chuckled under his breath. "Watching you sleep."

I sighed. "Of course you are. I know that babe, but why?"

"I already told you this before. Watching you is one of my greatest peace-makers."

I stretched out a little. "So why are you all dressed up like you're about to go somewhere?"

"'Cause I am."

My mouth dropped. "Well, where are you going?"

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. We are. Get up and put some clothes on, Love. Dress casual."

I did as I was told. I put on a pair of white skinny jeans, a tight black fitted tank top on to show my incredibly huge belly, a brown neck scarf on, and some Sperry's. I tied my hair back in a bun and threw on a pair of large shades. I grabbed my over-the-shoulder coach purse and walked out, ready for whatever Michael had planned.

"Ready?" he asked patiently.

"Of course."

He took my hand and we walked out of our room and out of the house together, got in the car for Michael to drive.

"Babe, where are we going?" I asked curiously.

"Shopping. Just a nice vs y of shopping with the public, babe." He said as he drove smoothly.

"And you don't mind all of the fans, babe?" I asked smiling.

"No." He shook his head and leaned back in his seat, driving while keeping one hand on the steering wheel, looking just as sexy as ever. "I'm actually looking forward to seeing them. I can't wait."

I was actually looking forward to it as well. "So where are we headed?"

"The Galleria. The best."

"And what exactly are we shopping for?"

He shrugged his shoulders as he turned on the blinker, then turned on the highway. "I dunno, just anything." He then turned to me and smiled while still looking at the road from time to time, "Anything your heart desires baby."

This wasn't like him. I felt like something was wrong. Maybe he was trying to make up for it.

"Baby, why are you doing this?"

"Because I want to. I feel like you haven't had any time to yourself lately.'

"Michael, I know you. Now tell me for real, tell me why You're doing this. And don't lie to me."

There was a pause before we came to a completely stop at a red light. He turned to me and sighed. "Okay, we just can't keep going on pretending like nothing ever happened."

"Michael, what are you talking about babe?"

He grabbed my hands and softly caressed them. "Baby...." he started, but choked.

"Take your time." I encouraged.

He bit his lip as he looked me in the eyes, then put his hands back on the steering wheel. He sighed as the light turned green and drove again. "Nothing."

"Michael, you just said that we want pretend like nothing ever happened, yet you're passing it off. I never even knew the situation in the first place. Just please tell me what's on your mind, baby."

We pulled into the parking lot and found a maternity space close to the door.

"Okay, okay." He said. "Baby, about last night, if I pressured you into doing anything you didn't want to do, I'm sorry. And if I did things to you that made you uncomfortable, I sincerely apologize. I honestly let my actions get through best of me and I never meant to hurt you in any way, I just wanted you "

I laughed. "Baby, last night was amazingly incredible. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. You were so rough with me and gentle at the same time. Baby, last night, you made me reach heights that I've never reached before. I never thought it would be that good. It was honestly the best I've ever had."

He was blushing as he laughed a little. "Really? 'Cause I woke up feeling like a monster. I felt like I took advantage of you in so many ways. I felt terrible."

"If anything, you pleased me in so many ways. I like a challenge."

He chuckled. "I really wasn't m ty elf at all."

"I know! Michael, you just would never even this k of doing anything like that! That's why you surprised me so much."

He sighed. "I wish I could've recorded it."

I shifted in my seat and looked over at him. "What did you just say?"

"I wanted to record you so badly. But I knew you wouldn't go for it in a million years, so I kept that suggestion to myself."

I was a little embarrassed. "Michael, why in the hell would you want to record us doing something like that?" I was puzzled.

"I mean your facial expressions; your body language, babe. The sounds. The way you moved, moaned and everything was so sexy. It was beautiful."

I giggled.

"It was like an art. And believe me, you know your arts well."

"Oh, shut up you perv!" I said hitting him on the arm playfully. I rubbed my belly and smiled. I looked over at Michael who had a look of horror mixed with shock on his face. "Baby, what's wrong?!" I asked, terrified.

"CJ, do you think I hurt the babies?" He asked worried.

My shoulders relaxed as I knew nothing was wrong. "No Baby. They're fine. You know, sex is actually good for the pregnancy and is encouraged?"

His face little up. "Really?"

I nodded my head. "Yes. It's a major stress reliever for the mother and the womb."

"Why didn't you tell me this before? We could've done it every night instead of not touching for almost 8 months, Baby what were you thinking?"

I laughed. "I'm sorry baby, that was really unhealthy for all of us."

He grabbed my hand. "It's okay. You ready to go shopping and meet a few fans?" he asked.

"Of course, let's go!"