It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Sixty-Six

We did go back to Doctor Johnson and did the artificial insemination process again.

Wow.. How many times have I said that now?

Artificial insemination.

Artificial insemination.

Artificial insemination.

Damn.

Michael and I are at the part where we just sit back and somehow relax until we get some symptoms and results. I'm nervous, I admit. I am starting to really want this baby.

I actually have a fear that if I don't give Michael kids that our marriage is going to fall apart. 

It doesn't matter what Michael says to me to comfort me, I know deep down he deeply wants children of his own. Rose isn't making the cut for him and Michael isn't making the cut for Rose.

It's like she knows Michael isn't her daddy. She just doesn't act so comfortable around him. 

My baby is about eight months now and she still is hooked onto her mama. Maybe that's normal and maybe it's not. We'll find out soon enough.. 

I smile at Ryan as I sip on some tea.

"I'm glad to finally find someone who has my illness that I can talk to." Ryan smiles.

I smirk, "You should feel comfortable around me, Ryan. I don't bite, if Michael has told you that." I lowly say.

Ryan smirks, "No, he hasn't, but I'll keep that in mind now." He chuckles, winking at me.

I blush, setting my tea cup down.

"Did you have fun here in Neverland?" I coed.

Ryan nods, "Yeah! Going on all the roller coasts, watching movies late and eating candy everyday! Just wow!" He exclaims.

I chuckle, "You'll never get bored in Neverland!" I smirk.

Ryan smiles widely, "I agree!" He chuckles.

"I remember when, on Monday, when Michael pranked you!" He exclaims.

I blush, remembering the moment.

"I just had to walk through the door with a bucket of water above my head, huh?" I smirk.

Ryan laughs as he remembers that moment. "Yeah!" He laughs more.

"Did you like my part with the feathers?" He smirks.

I laugh, "Of course! I've always wanted to be a bird! Of course... That did cost you and Michael for a water balloon fight with me.. In which, Michael won.. But he always does win." I smirk.

Ryan blushes, "I bet he cheats somehow." He mumbles.

I gasp, "Michael? Cheating at his own game? Well.. He is a genius." I chuckle.

Ryan laughs, "Yeah... But I came in second!"

I glare at him, "I say it was a tie!" I argue.

"Second!" He smiles back.

"Tie!"

"Second!"

"Tie!"

"Tie!" I say back.

"Secon-Wait, no!" Ryan laughs.

I laugh harder.

Ryan smirks, crossing his arms.