Part 12

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Michael

"That Kierra? You mean America's Favorite Journalist Kierra Walker? She's Sweets? And when were you gonna tell me this," Janet fires off question after question. She's more happier than I am to see Kierra.

"Dunk," I start. If I don't stop her, she'll take the little I've told her and start planning my wedding. My sister is crazy like that.

"Sorry, sorry. But seriously, though. How could you not tell me this? You don't think I wanted to know? Gosh, Mike." I couldn't help but to giggle at how silly my sister is being. Who knew she would be just as excited to meet Kierra?

"So what's she like? Is she funny? Is she goofy? How does she treat random little kids who walk up to her? Because I know how important that kind of thing is to you."

I chuckle a little before answering, "She's insanely funny and goofy. She has a laugh that just fills the room with so much warmth. And she's a triple auntie! Two nieces and nephew and they're all nuts about her. As for random kids, I don't know. Even though it's obvious she loves kids. She acts like a big one!" When I look over at Janet, she has this big goofy grin on her face.

"What?"

"Michael, have you ever noticed that when you talk about Kierra, you start to blush and grin like the Joker?" I nod my head at her.

"Then you must talk about her a lo-- see you did it again!"

"No I--" When I feel my cheeks start to hurt, then I realize my smile. Huh, look at that. Oops

"Mikey's in love! Mikey's in love," she starts to sing. When she notices I'm smiling again, her eyes widen and her smile grows. Yes. I am hopelessly, passionately, and madly in love with Kierra Walker.  (A/N: *Sighing* If only) Hell, I loved her the minute she walked into my hotel room that day. And I can't wait to see her so I can tell her exactly how I'm feeling. I hate that it took for me to leave two years ago for me to realize. Man, I'd scream it to the world at this point.

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