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

∽Chapter 9∽

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

Waking up this morning is something I really regret. I wanted last night to go on forever. I am still tingling. It was beautiful and so passionate. I think it's the best 'love making' as Michael puts it, ever. The man is amazing. Almost 40 year's old and still has the drive of s 19 year old. I giggle to myself as, I lean up off Michael's chest a bit. I'm still on top of him, where I slept like a baby. The only thing was, we have s quiet over us. That means someone saw us naked or waited until our date was over to creep in and cover us. I just hope it's the first one. I glance at Michael, who was still sound asleep. He looks so tired and worn out. I smile and give him a small gentle kiss on his chin, giggling at his stubble that brushed across my lips. He doesn't budge, so I continue a little bit, until I heard the screen door open from the back of the house. I quickly glance Over towards the kitchen and waited for the burglar or whom ever. The kitchen door slowly open, revealing a very focused Bill. He walks towards the living room where Michael and I are. "Morning you two...", He chuckled out, peeping from behind the couch. I cheese a little embarrassed by the state he finds Michael and I. "Morning Bill", He shakes his head. "He's still sleeping? ", He asked pointing to Michael. I glance at Michael. "Michael...", I whispered, slapping his face a little. "Watch it... Your morning breath might kill'em!", Bill joked. I playfully glare at him. "Don't you have body guarding to do?", He shakes his head. "No, I think my shift is being covered.", I roll my eyes. Bill can be do arrogant sometimes. I glance back at Michael. "Papa...Get up...", I said shaking him a bit. Michael still doesn't budge. "Michael! This isn't funny wake up!", I said pushing on his chest. Bill quickly hop's over the couch. "Is he breathing?", He asks bending down next to us. I place my index finger under Michael's nose and nod. "Yeah he is...", Bill shakes his head. "Let me try something... ", Said gesturing for me to back up. I sit you covering my chest and Michael's lower part. Bill slowly moves his hand over Michael's face. "If this works... He will probably be traumatized... ", Bill joked. I don't find the amusement in his statement so I remain silent. He shakes his head then pinches down on Michael's nostrils with an a lot of pressure. "Bill what the fuck are trying to kill him!?!", I explained pushing him away from Michael. "I'm sorry but I'm trying to wake him!", Bill yelled back glancing down at Michael.   "Just call the ambulance... Please... ", I whispered, glancing down at Michael, whose eyes were still closed. Bill nods and stands up slowly, taking his cellphone from his pocket. Suddenly Michael grabs at Bill's ankle, Making Bill scream like a small child. Bill was ready to attack but Michael quickly sat up, holding on to me. "Shit! What in the Hell is wrong with you boy! Damn! ", Bill exclaimed, clutching his chest. Michael is laughing his ass off while Bill and I glare at him. "Aww come on that was funny!", Michael said glancing from me to Bill. "That's was an asshole move... ", I said cutting my eyes at him. "Okay okay, Bad joke... I'm sorry... Bill I'm really sorry...", Bill shakes his head then chuckles a little. "Damn, I want to wring your little neck right now... But it's all bit so there's no point... But don't pull that again.. I was honestly worried. ", Michael and nods. "Do you forgive me mama?", I roll my eyes. "I guess... Don't do that ever again... ", He kissed my shoulder. "I promise I won't. ", "Now, onto this situation... What did I tell you two? No baby making! Especially with guest still present. The entire damn backyard heard you two!", Michael blushes. "Well... I hope they enjoyed the show... By the way, who cleaned up?", Michael asked glancing at our spotless area. "Yours truly... Now I think you guys should get dressed, Miss Yuli called saying she's bringing the kid's back...", Michael and I nod trying to stand up without exposing ourselves. We end in a position where Michael stands behind me holding the blanket to keep us covered. Bill turns to walk away. "And Mike you might want to cover that bite mark up... Y'all some animals", He joked walking out. Michael and I giggle as we awkwardly made our way out of the living room and up the stairs to our bedroom.

*Michael's Point Of View*

After taking a nice long shower together, to save time. Marilyn and I prepared for the return of our monster's. I just finished getting dress and now I'm working on breakfast. As I was flipping the omelets it hit me. I didn't take my medicine. The good thing is, I still slept like a baby. But I could be affected with a side effect. Dr. Melrose didn't really get into details he just said to make sure I take two tablets every night. I think I'll be fine one night without it and I slept just fine. "Mmm I love when you cook omelets", She moaned, hugging me from behind. I chuckle. "You sound more excited about food than you did last night.", I joked, sliding the two omelets on two separate plates. She is still clinging to my waist. "Awe are you jealous?", "Psh woman...No, food has nothing on what I do", I said removing her hand's from my waist. I turn to her and pull her closer. "Now does it?", She bites her bottom lip. "Does what?", She teased. I shake my head. "You know what... I'll let you think about that while I eat my omelets... ", I said turning to grab the plates. "Michael... Don't play like that", Marilyn whined following me into the dining room. I chuckle and sit farthest away from her. "Mmm..mmm..mmm, Damn! I out did myself this morning!", I exclaimed, rubbing my hand's together. Marilyn watches me from the other end of the table. I say grace and go to take a bite, but stop and glance up at her. "Awe... come here mama... ", I grinned. She slowly walks over like a pouting toddler. "You want some?", She glares at me and nods. I scoot my chair back and pat my lap. "Come on.", "Michael I just want to eat...No funny business. ",  She said slowly sitting on my lap. I cross my fingers. "No funny business... Plus I can't do anything when you have on skinny jeans. ", I said, placing my hand's in her lap. She squirms a little, giggling. "Why do you have to a pervert?", She asked, Biting into her omelet. I rest my chin on her shoulder and rub her thighs a little. "The same reason you are a sexy vixen", She shakes her head laughing. "You sound like a dirty old rapist. ", "You wouldn't mind that anyways... ",I whispered in her ear. She scrunches up her face. "Michael your dirty talk is terrible... please stop before I loose my appetite.. ", She joked. I rub on her inner thighs. "I don't need dirty talk anyways... ", She laughs harder. "Michael stop...I am not going there with you", "You know... I've always wanted conquer on this table, it's sturdy enough... ", I said, nibbling on her ear. "Michael... Eat your breakfast... ", Marilyn shuttered, trying to remove my hand's from my thighs. "No mama I'm in the mood for chocolate... ", I growled, Running my hand's up her thighs slowly. She turns around, Her leg's around my waist. "Papa the ki-", I press my lips against hers quickly ending her sentence. She finds her way to my hair, running her hands through it. I reach forward and push our breakfast on the floor, not caring what mess we would later have to clean. "Hop on the table mama", I ordered lifting her a little. She quickly hops up and grabs my face pulling it into hers. "Damn why do you do this to me papa...", She purred. I slowly lift myself from the chair and climb on to the table. The table shook a little. "Mmm mama... You are so beautiful do you know that?", I groaned rubbing myself against her as we continued our make out session. "So are you Papa... beautiful sexy... ",She moaned. I bite at her bottom lip as my hand slipped into her jeans. "Tell me how I make you feel...", I growled, finding my way to her sweet spot. "Sss... I can't put it...in word's ", She hissed, clutching my hair a little. I suck on her bottom lip and move to her earlobe. "Try... ", I breathed. "Like a goddess... A beautiful goddess... I lo-" The dining room door swings open. "Hey uhh... Miss Yuli and crew are...", Bill said walking in. Marilyn and I quickly detach from each other and climb off the table. "The k-kids are here? ", Marilyn asked, zipping and buttoning her pants. Bill glances from her to me. "Yeah.... ", He dragged out, slowly backing up. "I'll tell them, you guys will be there in a minute. ", I nod. "Yeah...Thank-you. ", He nods and walks out. I glance over at Marilyn who was picking up our mess. "We need to get him a Cowbell ", I said, bending down to help her. She laughs. "Back to reality...", I nod.

*Marilyn's Point Of View*

I can't even wrap my head around the thought that Bill seen Michael and I at it for the third time in his one year and a couple of months working for us. That's got to be scarring. After cleaning the glass and left over omelets, Michael and I straightened the kitchen then when out to the front to greet the kid's. "Mom! I had fun at aunt Yuli and uncle Ryan's house, we saw the dog they are getting and played camp out!", Dylan exclaimed, hugging me. I kiss his forehead. "Sound's awesome! Did you behave?" "For once in his life he acted civilized. Hey mom", Jasmine said walking up to Dylan and I. "Jasmine be nice... Did you have fun?", Jasmine nods. "Yeah.. Aunt Yuli and I talked about girl stuff and played with Carson and Jordyn. I think Carson has a thing for little sis", She joked. I glance down at Jordyn who was in her car seat. "You can't be flirting with your cousin missy!", I scolded playfully. Jordyn giggles and starts talking baby gibberish. "I'm going to my beautiful room I've missed soo much...But call me when lunch is ready.",Jasmine said sliding away. I nod and remove Jordyn from her car seat. "Mommy missed you... Yes she did... She missed her snotty bear. I cooed, bouncing her on my hip. She giggles and plays with my coils. "Hey mom. Want me to take her?", Brandon asked, planting a quick kiss on my cheek. "If you want. Thank-you ", He nods and walks off cooing along with Jordyn. I walk towards Yuli, Michael, and Ryan, who seemed to be in a serious discussion. "Hey you two! Thanks again... ", I said hugging them both. "No problem honey. ", Yuli said squeezing my hand. "Uhh can Michael and I talk privately for awhile?", Ryan interrupted. Yuli gives him a sideways glance. He ignores her and waits for me to answer. I glance at Michael who nods as an okay. "Alright... Sure...", I agreed nodding. "Thank-you. ", Ryan smiles. I take Yuli's hand. "Come on let the boy's talk", She reluctantly moves as we make our way into the kitchen. "Are you okay Yuli?", I asked, hopping on the counter top. She shrugs. "I don't know... Thing's at Ryan's aren't going so well so Ryan has been flipping about that a lot. And thing's back home are still the same. And to top it all off I feel like I'm raising Carson by myself.", Yuli confessed rubbing her face. I hop down and pull her into a hug. "Where's Carson now?", I asked rubbing her back slowly.  She sniffles. "At Ryan's mother's house...She can be such a pain in the ass...Marilyn life is rocky right now... ", She cried, clutching onto my shirt. I sigh. "It will be okay...I'll make sure Michael can help with the restaurant okay? ", She slowly glances up at me. "Okay tha-", "Yuli! Let's go!", Ryan yelled from the front room. Yuli and I jump and quickly rush out of the kitchen to see what's going on. Michael was red with anger and so was Ryan. Both men looked ready to jump down each other's throats. "Whats going on here?", I asked glancing at Michael..Michael cuts his eyes at Ryan. "I don't affiliate myself with money hungry attention whores", He expressed through clenched teeth. Yuli shoots Ryan a confused look. "Well all asked him was would he like to host an event at Ryan's then the asshole wants to talk bullshit about staying away from the public eye! Dumb ass we are giving to the community!", Ryan said glaring at Michael still. "Look you got one more time to call me out my name, Yuli you better get this son of a bitch.", Michael daggered at Ryan, stepping up to him. I quickly get between them. "Michael... They need the help... it's for their family ", I tried explaining. Michael huffs. "Yuli has a job.", "But it's not enough to keep up with a slow running restaurant. ", Yuli chimes in. "Look I'm sorry about all that but I'm not doing it. Now you... Get the hell out of this house...", Michael spat at Ryan, pointing towards the front door. Ryan doesn't budge. "You know... We have been good to you and your family but you can't do a little favor? Is your ego that big? That you have to act like an inconsiderate bitch?", Ryan said, pushing Michael by the head with his index finger. "Ryan! Stop...Let's go!", Yuli demanded trying to pull him away. "You better leave and quick... ", Michael threatened, backing away. "What's going on?", Brandon asked from the top of the staircase holding Jordyn. We all look up at him. "Nothing honey just joking around...", I lied, with a reassuring smile. He stares for a few minutes longer before walking away. Michael turns to Ryan and Yuli. "Leave...", He said lowly. "Please... just go... Thank-you for everything. ", I added in a pleading tone that sounded more like I was begging. Ryan cuts his eyes at Michael one last time. "This.... This ain't over", He threatened, turning away. Yuli quietly turns away and they both exit, long with their tension. Once the front door closes I sigh and glance over at Michael, who was pretty much still heated. Michael isn't usually violent or threatening but I think over the year's his 'Mister nice guy' side took a long vacation. He doesn't take thing's as lightly anymore. I slowly walk over to him. "Michael? Are you okay?", I asked going to rub his back. He snatches away. "I don't want to see them ever again, Got that?", He asked turning away. I sigh as he walks away. How can a simple question generate so much anger?..

To Be Continued....