MJ Story: My Husband's Bestfriend

Chapter 9

[Michael's Perspective]

The next morning, I walk back upstairs from cooking breakfast for Talia and I. I open the door and she's sitting on the bed, holding a pad in her hand. "Goodmorning," I smile and sit next to her. She smiles slightly, "Go-goodmorning Michael." - "Sooo..is it that time?" I point around the pad and she stares at me, not saying a word. "Is it?" She clears her throat, "Yes baby. I guess so." I look at her and feel slightly confused. I lower my voice and scoot closer to her, "Talia..are you pregnant?" She shakes her head no and I squint my eyes towards her.

"How do you know? Don't pretend like you haven't thought about the fact that we haven't been using protection."

She sighs, "I know Michael, but with a situation like this, I'm not trying to think about a baby. I don't want to bring a baby into this world with possibly two fathers."

"What?!" I say and feel a bit angry, "Two fathers?" She gives me a "really" stare and we lock eyes as tension slowly builds between us. "Well don't act like Christian isn't my husband. He has needs too, Michael. What? Was I suppose to stop being a wife when we started messing around? Was I suppose to stop riding my husband's dick when I started riding yours?"

I throw my hand up, "Enough with all this 'my husband' talk. He hasn't been your husband since we started fooling around. I mean I'm falling for you, Talia. I can't catch myself, and I know you're falling for me too."

She looks away from my stare and I grab her hand, "Look at me." She slowly turns her head and her eyes pierce through mine, "I care about you, Talia. I want you and I want you badly."

"But I won't be able to be officially yours, Michael. I care about you too and what we have does mean a lot to me, but what if we get caught? Things might have to end soon. We can't keep this up forever."

I let go of her hand and try to walk out. I know she's Christian's wife, but saying things might end between us kind of hurts me. She grabs my hand, "Please don't." I snatch my hand away, "Breakfast is downstairs waiting for us. Just forget all of this and just enjoy breakfast."

[Talia's Perspective]

I watch Michael leave and stare at the pad that remained in my hand. I can't get over the fact that I'm late and I might be pregnant, and with no clue of who's the father. I throw it inside my bag and go join Michael for breakfast.

"It smells and looks good," I say as I force a smile onto my face. He nods as he sits there with his arms folded. I walk around and sit on his lap, "I'm sorry." I place my forehead on his and he sighs, unfolding his arms and wrapping them around me. "I don't wanna lose you.."

"You won't, Michael." - "Well you didn't give me any reason to be confident when you stated things might have to end soon. It didn't give me any kind of assurance." I kiss his lips deeply, "You will not lose me, Michael. I promise."

Later that night, I watch a movie as Michael sleeps. My phone has vibrated a few times and I ignored it since it was Christian. Tania calls next and I answer, "Hello?" - "Hey sis." - "Hey babe. Wassup?" - "Girl, Christian came by here not too long ago." My heart starts racing and I sit up quickly, knocking Michael's head off my chest.

"What?!" I shout. Michael's head raises slowly, "What's wrong baby?" - "Shh," I say rudely as I listen to Tania talk. "Brandon let him in as I was cooking us dinner. He started looking around and I told him you had been here, but you stepped out. He said he was going to check Michael's house because he knows I'm covering for you."

"Oh my God," I say and rub my hand against my forehead. "If he shows up, please be careful Talia. I don't want you getting caught up in any trouble," she responds. "Thank Tania. I'll talk to you later," I say and we hang up. "Is everything okay?" Michael asks. "No! Christian went to Tania's house looking for me and said he was coming here to check for me."

"Well first, you need to move your car into the garage." - "It's dark outside, Michael. You do it." He throws the covers back and grabs my car keys, "As I do that, you hide your items in the guest room that's the furthest down the hall." I nod and climb out of bed, starting to pick up my shoes.

Michael disappears outside to move my car and comes back just as I close the guest room's door. There's a knock on the door and we stare at each other in the hall. "Go hide," he says and I run off to find a hiding spot.

He goes downstairs and opens the door, "Wassup man."

Christian barges in rudely, "Wassup." - "You alright Chris?" - "No. Is Talia here?"

Michael looks puzzled, "What? Why would she be here?" - "I don't know, Mike man. I've been acting like a jerk. I sort of accused her of liking you based off how I see y'all act around each other. I told her I needed space and she left. She was suppose to be at her sister's house, but she's not there."

"Aww man. Why would you even accuse her of liking me? She's your wife and she loves you. Sure we're friendly towards each other, but that's because we're becoming friends. You should want us to be kind to each other."

Christian takes a seat, "I know Mike. I wish I could talk to her and just apologize. She was crying and it hurt me so bad to see her like that. I've never made her cry."

Michael shakes his head and starts talking to Christian as if he doesn't know what's going on. Giving him advice and actually being there for him. Christian leaves after a few minutes and Michael sighs as he presses his back to the door.

I peek around the corner slowly and start coming downstairs. "He's gone," Michael says as I continue walking down the stairs. I stand in front of him and extend my arms as tears well in my eyes again. All of this is really making me emotional.

Hearing Christian talk about me, expressing his love for me, and hearing how he's putting effort to make things right only makes me feel awful. How could I ever betray him? Why did I even betray him?

Michael holds me close in his arms and I start crying on his chest. He rubs my back and tries to calm me as he says, "It's okay baby. Please don't cry." I cling to him tighter and sniff while trying not to sob.

"Do you want to go back home with him?" Michael asks. "I don't know," I say through my tears. "I don't want you to stay here when your heart wants to be somewhere else, Talia. I can't stand to see or hear you cry."

I look up at him, "I don't want to leave. I want to stay with you. I want to be with you, Michael. God this makes the situation no better, but I can't control what I feel for you. I'll leave when I feel it's time, but now isn't the time.."

He hugs me and pulls away to wipe my tears. I smile slightly and lean up to kiss his lips. He kisses me back with so much passion and I moan loudly. He holds me tightly and I sigh heavily when we pull away. He feels so good. THIS feels so good. I want this man. Now and forever.