A Million Way's To Love You™ (On The Line) ♥ Book 4✔️

♡Chapter 13♡

"Is it mine?", I finally blurted out. Evelyn glares at me. I ignore her and looks at the doctor. "Mr.uhh-", "Jackson... it's Jackson ", She smiles. "Well Mr. Jackson I don't know if I can tell you that yet..", I sigh. "But... I can run a quick test if that could help?", I nod. 'Anything... ", She looks at Evelyn and then nods at me. "Ok well I'll be right back with my supplies", I smile. she turns and walks out. I hope this crap works....

*Michael's Point Of View*

After waiting another hour the doctor returns with the results. I avoid eye contact with Evelyn. I am praying this isn't my child. It would ruin everything. If it is, I will have to man up and raise my child.  "Well Mr.Jackson, I will need DNA samples from the both of you", Evelyn huffs. "Why?", "Well to complete the test I will need DNA samples of your X and Y chromosomes.", Evelyn and I look at her confused. She giggles. "I just need this to see if your DNA is a match with the fetus.", We nod in unison.  "I will have nurse to swob you Ms. Rudolph and you can swab yourself Mr. Jackson while the nurse swobs her okay?", "Wait where am being swabbed?", The doctor cracks a smile. "Well your lady friend of course", Evelyn glares at me as I crack a few laughs. I raise my hands in defeat seeing that she wasn't going to stop glaring at me. "I'll be right back with the kit.", I nod and watch her leave. Once the door closes,  a wave of awkward silence falls over. Of course it didn't last long with Evelyn. "Michael I know you still love Marilyn, But if this is your baby I want to make thing's work out between us...", Evelyn said staring at me nervously. I sigh. "I'm still married... ", She rolls her eyes. "You cheated, while she was pregnant Michael, we have been messing around for I don't even know how long! When will you get it through your thick skulk that you fucked up big time! She's not taking you back!", I quickly stand up and glare at her. "You don't know anything about Marilyn and I! I swear if this is my child there would still be nothing between ud got it? And please don't give me crap about being a family, I have one! Look I'm going to walk outside and wait for the nurse when I come back this conversation will be over OK?", Evelyn continues staring at me before breaking down. "I just want to something right in my life... I want my child to have a father in their life...Michael I am sorry for the pain I've caused in the past but you have to let it go. Two wrongs don't make a right Michael ", She sobbed. I sigh and walk to the door. "I'll be back",...

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

I couldn't sleep last night. Not a wink. It felt weird having Channing so close to me; it was a good weird. I felt safe again having that masculine presence so near me. I am not ready to give Channing the key to my heart yet. I am not ready for him to unlock any part of me; yes I am scared to open up. Yet I admire Channings patience. This morning I wake up only to an empty bed. I scan my bedroom for Channing. I start panicking as a walk out of the room. I walk towards the bathroom. I knock; no answer.  I knock again and still no answer. I twist the knob to open it. The first thing I see is Channing dancing in a towel. His back dripping with water. I can't contain my smile right now. This is a hilarious sight; a 38 year old man dancing to Lady GaGa. Channing does a heel spin move. He jumps once he spots me. Chuckling nervously, he takes his earbuds out of his ear. "Well good morning", I teased. "Hey baby... how long have you been standing there?", He said slowly dragging out his words. "Uhh long enough, So you have a problem with Paparazzi? ", His face turns tomato red. "Hey don't judge me I love Lady GaGa, oh and I hope you didn't mind that I used your shower, your soap smells so freaking amazing! ", I shake my head and walk away. I walk downstairs and find Brandon dancing as well in.the kitchen;  his boxers. What is it? National dance day?,  I maneuver my way pass him to reach the fridge. Just as I'm opening the fridge the house phone rings. I sigh waiting for Brandon to answer. Of course he didn't.  I shoo Brandon off before answering the phone.

*"Hello?"

"H-Hey Marilyn,This is Michael.  I need to talk to you",

"Ok talk"

"I need to talk to you face to face",

"Michael... ",

"Please? I really need to talk to you ",

"Okay fine meet me at waffle house in thirty minutes "

"Okay,  thank-you ",

"You're welcome... "

"I-I love you",

"...okay",*

I return the phone to it's hook. He said he loves me. I feel a pair of arm's wrap around my waist. I look up; it's Channing. "Who was that?", "Yuli",  "Hmm Yuli has quite a deep voice if I'm not mistaking, Who was it really? ", I sigh. "Michael...", He slowly drops his arm's from my waist.  "He just doesn't quite huh?", "Channing don't start...", "I'm just saying he needs to back off a little", I turn around facing him. "Channing I don't want to hear this right now okay?", He signs.  "I'm sorry...I'm just a little on edge still about the other day", I caress his face. "Leave the past where it belongs", He takes my hand and kisses it. "I know, look I'll take Brandon to school and you can go run your arands OK?", I nod. "Thanks love! I'll be back", I walk out to get dressed. I hope this is important. I don't know what I would do if something is going wrong with Michael because of me...

To Be Continued...