It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Fifty-Two

Our bare bodies touched as we smiled at each other.

"Good morning, Mr. Jackson.." I smirked.

Michael chuckled softly, "Morning, Mrs. Jackson." He hoarsely said as he started to wake up more.

Michael smoothed his hand down my bare back as he smirked at me.

"Don't you look beautiful this morning.." He said, biting his lip.

I blushed, "I'm not wearing anything, Michael.." I softly said.

Michael smirked, "Exactly."

I giggled, planting a small kiss on his lips. "What's on today's agenda? Rose is going to be home later so.."

"So we can spend time with our daughter. We're a complete family now." He proudly said.

I glared at him, "We always were a family, Michael." I pointed out.

Michael smirked, "Yes, but we're married now." He stated.

I smirked, "Yeah.. That's one of the best parts then, isn't it?" I looked at him.

Michael smiled, "If that means I get to wake up with you like this every morning then yes. This is one of the best parts.."

I giggled, feeling my face heat up.

"Debbie has to give me my medication today." I blurted out.

"Well... Uh... That's good!" Michael awkwardly said.

Michael licked his lips, "Maybe I could ask about another baby.." He mumbled.

I sighed, "Michael, we've been over this." I groaned.

"I know! B-But baby, you've already taken a chance just by making love to me!" Michael pointed out.

I frowned, "Do you even realize how much protection we used? My god, if someone were to shoot down there we'd be perfectly clean. Why? We were that protected." I said.

"Yeah, but I-I mean the doctor thing." Michael frowned.

"Michael, it's my body, not yours.. Remember that." I reminded him.

"As much as I would love to have more children, it's a terrible risk. Do you really want me, as the mom, to risk our child to have HIV?" I questioned him.

Michael sighed, "That's why we'll get more protected. I-I mean more medication, you know? It's only about a twenty percent chance, Mia." 

I glared at him, "Yeah and we could easily be that twenty percent, babe."

Michael frowned.

I softly sighed, "I'll talk to Debbie and I'll think about it, but please stop beggin' me. Stress won't make a baby." I warned him.

Michael smirked, "Oh but I know what will..." He seductively said.

I giggled, "I'll be surprised if I can even move.." I mumbled, rolling to my side.

Michael sat up a little, touching the side of my body.

"Did I hurt you that much?" He asked worriedly.

I smirked, "With the extra foot of yours, a little. I'll be fine though, baby." I said.

Michael kissed my face, "I hope so.." He mumbled, resting his head on the side of my body.

I smirked. It wouldn't be the first time.

Though.. This time it hurt a lot more.