A Selfish Kind Of Love

Focused On Camille

~Michael's POV

I stayed focused on my daughter as best I could. Bill took Rayne, Camille, and I to my favorite store, where we got most of my furniture for Neverland, to find Millie a new bed.

"Michael! Rayne! it's so good to see you both again. Looking for anything specific or just browsing?" Penelope, the store owner, smiles. Her French accent causing Camille to frown.

"Well, our little one here.." I gesture to Camille in Rayne's arms. "She's climbing out her crib..so since she's 2 now, we wanna get her a big girl bed. Something she can relax in.."

"And something safe.. Most importantly." Rayne chimes. I chuckle, she's such a mother now.

"Of course mom." Penelope grins, "follow me to the baby section. We'll find something perfect for your little princess." Rayne passes Camille to me to hold while she inspected each bed for safety.

"Daddy, I'm a big girl?" Camille asks. Her speech gets better and better everyday.

"Yes Millie girl, you are" I smile, following behind Rayne.

"'Buggy' what do you think of this one?" Rayne turns looking at Camille for approval.

"Wanna go sit on it? Try it out." I enthuse her, putting her feet on the floor. "Baby I don't know about this one. It looks like a prison bed." I whisper in Rayne's ear.

"I think it's cute for her. It's only temporary, she's gonna grow out of it quick anyway." She responds. "Look baby girl, there's a big white headboard.. I could get you some washable markers and you can draw on the bed yourself." She says sitting next to an unsure Camille.

"Draw?" She asked excitedly. Rayne nodded. I roll my eyes, knowing she was sold.

Once we got the bed we headed back downstairs to the entrance to leave, but were greeted by a sea of fans screaming my name loud enough to scare Camille.

"Michael!! Michael!!" They yell. I give a small wave and smile, hoping that would subside the yelling, that never works.

Camille places her hands over her ears and closes her eyes, burying herself into Rayne's chest.

"Let me show you the back way out." Penelope says, leading us behind the counter.

We sit in the truck as Bill and Leroy place Millie's new bed in the trunk. Rayne and I buckle Camille in her car seat between us.

"That was scary huh?" I ask Camille. She nods, her bottom lip pouting adorably. I kiss her forehead, "you'll understand once you're older."

"It's gonna get worse kid." Bill chimes in jokingly.

Rayne giggles to herself, stroking Camille's hair back. Every once in a while, I take a moment to process my life. I'm married to a beautiful woman whose been the love of my life since I was 17 and I have a beautiful daughter. There are no words nor emotions available to explain the amount of love I hold for them deeply. I'd die without them. I reach across to run my thumb across Rayne's chin, just to catch her attention. She seemed to be so enamored with our daughter.

"What?" She giggles.

"I love you." I grin. She smiles at me for a while before returning the phrase in her most sincere tone.