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

∽Chapter 17∽

*Michael's Point Of View*

"Michael! Help me!!", Marilyn screeches from the bathroom. I sigh, glancing down at Jordyn, whom I was feeding. We have finally gotten her to at least eat a bit of solids. "Hold on I'm feeding Jordyn!", I yell back, wiping the corners of Jordyn's mouth. "Alright peaches, Can you not throw your food around while I help mommy? Can you do that for daddy?", She giggles and squishes the strawberry sauce on my nose.

"Da...Da-da", She stutters, clapping her messy hand's together. I gasp, smiling from ear to ear. "Michael! Papa come here please?!", "Mama you need to come here! Jordyn just said Da-da!!", I squeal, scooping Jordyn up. Marilyn rushes into the kitchen, in a half-zipped ruby red cocktail dress. "Michael I swear if this is a joke....", I shake my head. "No, Mama I swear. She said Da-da! ",  Marilyn giggles at my excitement.

I can't help it. This is mg first baby girl. I love jasmine but, Jordyn is my actual baby girl. I love watching her grow; it's beautiful. I turn my attention back on Jordyn who was staring at us in wonderment. "Alright peaches, Tell mommy what you told daddy... Say Da-da... ", She giggles. "Da.... Da... Da-da!", She exclaims, clapping. Marilyn gasps. "Oh my God!! Michael go get the kid's! Now I don't even want to go to the convention! Oh my snotty bear!! You said your first half word!", I chuckle.

"Forget them! We need video! ", I exclaim, snatching my cellphone out of my trousers. "Alright peaches....One more time...Da-da... ", I chuckle, pressing record. "God I hate this, I have to go in a min-", "Babygirl Shh...History in the making here....", I said, circling around Jordyn. Jordyn stops giggling for a few minutes then came the lip quivering. "Michael... You're annoying her.", I shake my head. "No it's okay she just wants Da-da... Right peaches?", I hand Marilyn my phone and scoop Jordyn up from her highchair. 

"Come on say it for daddy...", I baby talk her, bouncing her a little. Her lips are still quivering as she grips her little hand onto my index finger. "Da-da... ", She smiles, squeezing my index finger. I chuckle. "Did you get it Mama? ", Marilyn sighs happily then gently kisses my cheek. "God I love you Da-da...", Marilyn cooes. I blush. "I love you too Mama. ", I lean into her face to steal a kiss. Marilyn giggles and pretends she doesn't see it coming until or lips slowly detach.

"If the kid's weren't here and I didn't have a convention to go to... You would be mine right now...", She breathes against my lips. Jordyn begins squirming. "You should go before I get rid of the monster's and release one of my own.", I growl, smacking her butt. She giggles and walks to finish dressing.  "You and the other monster's should give mommy and daddy playtime... ", I joke, placing a tender kiss on Jordyn's forehead.

*Marilyn's Point Of View*

Bill just dropped me off at the convention and of course I received a surprise visit by no other than, flashing camera's and microphones with their own voices. Bill pushed and shoved past most of the reporter's and camera crew's. Therefore I came out in one piece. I just finished setting up my station. I'm literally shaking from bad nerves. I mean, I love being an Avon representative but, with Michael being my husband, people only contact me to get to him.

Which makes me skeptical of even claiming owning a business under Avon. Because I felt this way, I called Yuli who is still in Israel of course. She, in a sleepy voice, gave me the best advice:

"Michael found his dream and accomplished it all the while under constant scrutiny, It's time for you to do the same. Marilyn beat the odds. You are a Jackson, Now put on your damn big girl panties and go make a name for yourself! ",

After ending my laughing fit, I took in her advice and regained my confidence. "Hello, What do you recommend for lighter skin tones with discoloration?", A man asks with this terrible southern accent. He also looks crazier than his accent. He has a lavender surgical mask clutched onto his mouth, a navy blue trench coat, and a silly fedora covering his mane, his eye's are hidden behind dark sunglasses.