A Million Way's To Love You™∽For All Time∽♥Book 5

∽Chapter 8∽

*Yuli's Point Of View*

"So how are things going at work babe?", I asked Ryan's, folding the last of little Carson's clothing. Ryan sighs and plops on the bed. I frown and walk over to him. "What seems to be the problem? ", "Thing's at the restaurant aren't so good. This economic set back is hurting us...", He stressed rubbing his face. I sigh and caress his face. "It will be okay... Just have faith... ", He smiles and kisses my free hand. "Alright... You're right", I giggle. "Aren't I always? ", He chuckles. "Hey why don't we ask Michael to host an event there? I mean since is some sort of celebrity... ", Ryan said, following me into Carson's room. I sigh and quietly put away Carson's clothing. Carson was fast asleep for his evening nap. "Yuli did you hear me?", Ryan asked, helping me. I sigh. "I don't know babe...I know how Michael and Marilyn are about staying away from publicity... especially Michael. ", I stressed, turning to him. "We're his friends, I'm sure he wouldn't mind this one time...", Ryan explained. "I guess... We can ask them when they come over.", I said walking out. "Wait why are they coming over again? ", I roll my eyes. "You never listen when I tell you thing's do you?", He shrugs. "I do it's just sometimes I don't catch everything ha-ha", I roll my eyes again as we enter the living room. "Well they are coming to drop the kid's off for tonight or a couple of hours...They are having a date night I guess", I said plopping onto the sofa. He chuckles and plops beside me. "No... Michael hasn't gotten any in awhile, So having a "date" will insure that he will", He joked. I giggle and hit his arm lightly. "Hush...Michael is trying to be romantic", "Yeah...He wants to say hello to Kitty", I glare at him playfully. "Would you hush!", He laughs. "Okay I'm done I-", "Aunt Yuli!! ", I heard a voice call from the front room. Ryan shakes his head and stands from his spot on the couch. "Dylan! My little man! What's Up?", Ryan asked as Dylan sprinted into the living room. "I'm okay big man, just swooning the ladies that's all", Dylan enthused, patting his growing afro. I giggle. "Hey handsome where's your parents?", I asked standing up. "They are grabbing Jordyn from the car, But Brandon is here!", He exclaimed grabbing my hand. I giggle as he drags me into the front room. "Hey aunt Yuli! ",Jasmine beamed. "Hey Jasmine, Where's Brandon?", "Right there.", She pointed towards the front door. I smile and walk towards a tall linky, younger version of Michael. "Hey college boy ", I teased. He chuckles. "Hey aunt Yuli. Thanks for letting us come over. Mom and dad need this little break", I nod. "Of course honey! What are aunts for?", I said hugging him. He breaks the hugs and helps Marilyn with the baby bag as she enters. "Thank-you honey bunch", She said, passing Brandon the bags. He nods and walks off. She turns to me. "Thank-you soo much Yuli. I don't know how Michael and I will repay you.", She sighed. "I do...", Ryan called from behind me. I glance back at him. I don't know if this is the right time. "Look I wanted to talk to you and Michael... ", He continued. Michael walks up. "Thank-you for watching them for tonight guys. We really appreciate it. ", Michael said, hugging Ryan and I. "No problem Mike, Uhh I wanted to ask you and Marilyn something", "Uhh sure what is it?", Michael asked, glancing at his watch. "Well I know you are pretty well known in this part of California and I was wondering would you like to host an event at Ryan's? ", Ryan asked nervously. Michael forces a smile. "Umm I'll have to get back with you on that one... Look we have to go but I promise to talk to you about that.", He said backing away a little. "Alright, Thank-you again. You guys are the best love you.", Marilyn said hugging me again. She hugs Ryan and turns to leave. I wave them off and turn to Ryan. "What?", He asked defensively. I roll my eyes and walked away.

*Michael's Point Of View*

"Michael where are we going? ", Marilyn asked as we climbed into the car. I smirk. "I can't tell you...", I teased, winking at her. She sighs impatiently. I give Bill the signal to start the car. He nods and obeys. "It's been a life time since our last date", Marilyn said, playing with my marital ring. I nod. "Too long... But Papa is going to make it worth the wait.", I beamed, stealing her hand. She sighs happily and leans on my shoulder. "Let me tell you two something now... No more baby making tonight... I will not go through what I went through last time when Jordyn decided to pay us a permanent visit. ", Bill joked. I glance at Marilyn. She was giggling. "Uhh I'm not making any promises... ", I said winking at him. Bill chuckles shaking his head. "Have mercy...", He breathed. I chuckle. He can be such a drama queen. The entire ride was quiet. But the good kind. I honestly wasn't romantic enough to make reservations for a fancy restaurant, but I think my plan for tonight will be just as beautiful. Bill pulls into our gates. "Michael... Why are we home?", Marilyn questioned glancing outside the window. "Mama you ask too many questions... Now close your eyes. ", I instructed. Bill makes a left turn into our backyard. "Are they closed?", Marilyn nods. "Michael, You are so cheesy... ", Bill intervened. I roll my eyes. "Your wife likes it...", I teased, winking at him. Marilyn giggles. Bill flicks me off, coming to a stop. "Alright we are here...", He said turning off the engine. "Alright... Now mama watch your step as you walk out okay? ", I instructed her, unbuckling my seatbelt. She nods and does the same. I quickly hop out and run over to her side. "I gotcha.. ", I said, helping her out of the SUV. She climbs out blindly feeling for me. I chuckle. "Girl in right here, Now take my hand", I chuckled out. She laughs harder as I help her maneuver through our backyard. I wanted to remake the scene in Lady And The Tramp. Which is my favorite movie. To accomplish this, I had pulled some strings to turn our backyard into a Italian dream land. I hired a few violinist and a professional Italian chef from uptown California. I had Bill and the other bodyguards set up a small table in the middle of the backyard, where Marilyn and I will enjoy a beautiful Italian cuisine. And surrounding our table is little lamps that are hung along the gate of our backyard. I also have candles surrounding our table on the ground. Yes it's a lot and took a lot but it's worth letting Marilyn know that she is still important. That I still love her and our romance is not dead. No matter what is going on in our lives. "Michael we've been walking forever can I open my eyes now?",Marilyn whines. I chuckle and grab her waist from behind. "Can I please just do my thing? Now calm down and let Papa rock your world ", She giggles. "Can we eat first? ", I laugh. "Girl... If you just hush", She nods as we approach our table. I release my grip on her waist. "Alright... Open them.", I instructed, cuing the violinist. They instantly begin to play the instrumental version of Celine Dion's, My Heart Will Go. Marilyn slowly opens her eyes. "Surprise mama", I beamed blushing a bit. She squints her eyes a little. "Michael... This is beautiful...", She gawked, glancing around after her eyes became accustomed to the light. I pull out her chair. "So are you... ", I Whispered in her. She cheeses, taking her seat. I couldn't stop starring at her as I found my seat. She wore a beautiful black, body hugging dress. It clung to her body perfectly. Not too tight but just right. She also wore her hair down in it's medium coils, she had only a bit of make-up on. flesh painted lipstick, smokey black eye shadow, and a little blush. I guess I had been starring for quite awhile because Marilyn began pulling at her coils nervously. I clear my throat and sat. "Sorry Mama... You just look amazing. ", I said answering her unasked question. She smiles. "Aww why Thank-you. You look delicious as well. ", She giggles. I smirk. "Delicious?", She nods. "Mhm, That's the look on your face. You look ready to pounce. ", I chuckle. "Maybe.... But first we eat!", I exclaim, snapping my finger. Marilyn shakes her head laughing. Within minutes Chef Morroetti appears with two plates. "Ricotta cheese lasagna.", He said, passing us our plates. Marilyn thanks him and glances at the meal. I thank him and wait for him to leave. He just stands up looking clueless. "Psst Morroetti... Can we have some privacy?..", I asked directing my eyes towards the patio. He gasps knowingly and quickly scurries away. I shake my head and glance back at Marilyn.