A Selfish Kind Of Love

Camille

~Michael's POV

"You needed a reality check." Jermaine scoffs over the phone.

"A reality check?? So you publicly bash me because I wouldn't answer your phone calls and you think I stole a producer? That makes perfect sense Jermaine." I say angrily.

"That was the only way I could get to you. You called didn't you?"

"Did it ever dawn on you, maybe I was busy? I'm working on an album and my wife is pregnant, I think I've got a lot going on right now. That was really selfish and childish of you Jermaine." He grew silent, he didn't know Rayne was pregnant. I think his anger dissipated at the thought of me having a child.

"Pregnant?" He chuckles. "Rayne's pregnant? Congratulations!"

I roll my eyes. "Thanks. Are we ok now? Is everything good?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry.. I'll put out another version. I just want us to be brothers, the media likes to make it seem like you and I are always feuding and we both know that's not the case."

The media never portrayed us in any kind of feud, that was something he put in his own head to make it seem like he could compete with me. The success Jermaine does have as a solo artist I'm extremely proud of, but I guess he can't take the fact his little brother is more successful than he is.

"Yeah well, that song doesn't help the case does it?" I sigh impatiently. I just wanted to get off the phone with him and get back to my album. I had to fly to New York to meet with Babyface and Rayne was ready to go. Finally Jermaine got off the phone and we headed to the airport.

Other than being on stage, another place I found peace was in the sky, even though I hated flying, my mindset was different when in the clouds. We had a 7 hr flight from California to New York, I took the time to honestly sit and reflect on my life. I was successful, married and an upcoming father. My life was actually going very well. I couldn't hide the peaceful smile spreading across my face.

Rayne laid on my shoulder sleeping soundly, a small smile on her face. Then I look out to the clouds watching the sunset in the distance, and I kept hearing this ethereal sound in my head, almost angelic. Then words began popping up, and I realized it was a song. I grabbed my napkin and began writing.

"In our darkest hour, in my deepest despair.
Will you still care? Will you be there?
In my trials, and my tribulations,
Through our doubts, and frustrations,
In my violence and my turbulence
Through my fear, and my confessions
In my anguish and my pain,
Through my joy and my sorrow,
In the promise of another tomorrow.
I'll never let you part.
For you're always, in my heart."

I stuff the napkin in my pocket and drifted off into a quiet sleep, leaning my head on Rayne's.

"Ooh." Rayne twitches. I jolt awake, "what happened? You ok?" I ask sleepily.

"I'm fine, I think the baby moved." She giggles, it was almost like the movement is what made it real for the both of us.

"There is a life in here. I'm really carrying a baby.." She says, lifting her shirt and poking her belly. I place a hand on her stomach and felt another movement. "Feisty little one aren't they?" I chuckle. We watched and laughed as our baby moved around, almost stretching in her stomach. "Not to worry baby, 5 more months and you'll be able to stretch out" I grin.

***

We get to the hotel, as Bill drops our bags at the door. "I just wanna jump in the shower!" Rayne says tossing her clothes off immediately. I remember what Jackie said about how good his wife looked, even pregnant, and I saw what he meant. I was extremely attracted to her, I bit my lip watching her intently. She hopped in and out the shower quickly her body gel teases my nose with its soft scent.