Love Affair In Chicago

Four

"You're Every Bit of What I Need"

"I never imagined. I'd ever be held again."Giselle said, as she held on to Michael's hand that was around her waist.

"You should always have hope,Gigi. Don't let him take that away from you."Michael suggested.

"Maybe you're right."She said as her fingertips traced his hands."Why did you stop us from making love?"She asked in a soft faint voice as she stared at the paisley wall.

"Because, I want...Honestly, I don't know. At the moment being near you made me feel things, but then we've been drinking and..."He explained.

"And...?"She asked.

"Giselle,I really like you and I guess,getting out of my last relationship has me cautious. Besides,I wouldn't want sex to cloud my judgement of something that could be very special between us."He exclaimed.

Giselle turned over to face."Michael." she smiled at him reaching her hand out to greet his lips. Her fingers traced the outline of his lips as he stared back at her ."My,my."She shook her head. "You're so very handsome. It's hard to believe that she had all of this and was unfaithful. If you were mine, I'd love you in such a powerful way you'd never want to leave me. You are such a beautiful man." she caressed his cheeks as her lips curved especially for him .

"Giselle."He sighed as his breath caressed her face. " You're the astonishing one in this room. Even the way you lay in bed is elegant. What wonders it would be to really know you inside and out. I do want that, especially now. If you'd allow me to court you the old fashion way that is? "Michael explained.

She giggled. "Aren't you the special kind. Being that there's no man in my life, but my son. I'd loved to be courted by you Michael Jackson. You just need to know ,I'm going to be devoted to this." She sighed with a deep smile.

Michael bit into his lips as she giggled into his chest. Another two hours passed when she looked at the clock on the wall. She scooted out of Michael's arms as he lay there peacefully in bed asleep . Her lips curved upwards again as she looked at the length of his body and imagined him naked. She yearned for him as she stood there in her curvy figure. Her hair fell down her shoulders as her hips stood and saluted the frabic of her skirt. She balanced herself on one foot as she stepped in her other shoe. She looked around seeing a note pad an ink pen. Another smirk or two and she walked to the table sat down on the cushioned velvet chair and smiled as ink filled the pages. She sealed the letter with a stain of her fiery red lipstick and laid it on the pillow next to Michael then exited the room.

Around ten pm that night Giselle walked the halls of her quiet penthouse. She stood at the corner of the hall as she thought of him. "Michael" she sighed out as she clenched the front of her silk robe resting her back against the wall. Her thoughts deepened roughly as sweat profused across her forehead. Her breath panicked as her thoughts were interrupted by the ringing phone.Her heels clicked as she swayed to the desk picking up the phone. Again, she smiled as if her husband was the only man she desired as she listened to him. Her Chuckles echoed through-out the hall as, Thomas recited poetry to her.

"Thomas you're such the romantic one. That's why I love only you."She paused. "Darling, I was thinking...."She uttered a sigh "That dreadful school the twins attend has messed up royally again. I was undecided, but I think perhaps school abroad would be better for them. I'd missed them so,but look at what knowledge they'll gain."She exclaimed.

"Darling, if it's best for them it's great to me. I'll arrange it and next week we'll fly out together.' He suggested.

"No. I couldn't say good- bye that way. Would you..."She shrieked. "I couldn't bare to see them walk away like that without breaking down.."She sniffled,but not one tear fell.