Speechless... • Michael Jackson •

Love Of My Life

Michael's POV

"Is she asleep?" I mouth to Janet, she nods with a smile. I press a kiss against Tabitha's head and thrum a thumb across her delicate arm.

Once we've landed, I unbuckle myself and go to unbuckle, Tabitha. "N-no, I can d-ooo it.." She fumbled around with her belt but I've already unclipped her, "Go back to sleep, Baby Girl," I mutter to her whilst picking her up bridal style in my arms.

She moved her face to the crook of my neck and rests there, she sighs. I kiss her head and step down the stairs of the jet.

It's quite hot!

"It's beautiful," Janet grins and places her hand above her eyes so she can Black the sun off, "That is why I chose it, " I smirk.

I place Tabitha, in the car and slide in next to her. Reaching over, I take the seat belt and strap her in, doing the same for me.

"Is there any food where we'll be staying?" Janet asks, she looks down at her stomach and pouts. First thing to know about Janet, is that she LOVES food.

"I got people to stock the fridge and cupboards with food and drinks," I answer, Tabitha leans on me which is the cutest thing. I snake an arm around her, but what I really want to do it place her on my lap but it's dangerous...

"You're the best," She sighs and leans he cheek against the window. So dramatic, Janet. I look down at my sleeping wife. God. She's an angel in disguise, I swear to god.

To check if she's really mine, I look at her left hand to see her rings. Wedding and engagement ring. I sigh whilst kissing her head.

Tabitha's POV

I stretch out on the silky bed I'm laying on, open my eyes I look around the room. It's pretty modern, gold and white must be the main colours of the house since almost everything in here is gold or white.

I saunter my way around the room, checking the bedding and furniture. I guess people already unpacked then because all my stuff is in neat order, as well as my husband's.

I reach down and take my hair brush so I can sort it out. Once I've done that, I take some perfume and spray myself. I think I look fine at the moment.

As I'm walking down the stairs I look at all the decorations and furniture. I look down and see, Janet, eating a bowl of cereal. She looks up at me and smiles.

"Hey, sleepyhead, " She greets me with little wave. "Hi, what are you eating?" I ask her whilst perching on a stool next to her.

"Frootloops, " she answers whilst swirling her spoon around in the milk. "yum, " I yawn whilst looking over to the clock. 7 pm.

"isn't it a bit too late to be eating morning food?" I ask her with a raised brow. She places a spoonful in her mouth with a smile. "sometimes I only ear cereal when I don't feel like cooking, "

Two arms wrap around my waist and Michael rests his chin on my shoulder whilst smothering my jaw and neck with kisses. "Hey, " I move my hands and grab onto his arms.

"Hey, baby girl, " he kisses my neck once more because we forgot that Janet was with us. "I'm gonna head to bed, " Mike says and I take his hand.

"I will join you, night Janet, " I give her a little smile as I get pulled up the stairs by Michael. "Night, " She gives a smile then downs the rest of the milk from the cereal into her mouth.