October 15, 1987
Los Angeles, California.Lauren
"You knock me off of my feeet now baby, hee! My lonely days are gone!" I sang loudly in my truck. I can tell Justin was annoyed because I can't sing for nothing in the world.
I laughed at myself nodding my head to Michael's song, "The Way You Make Me Feel." He dropped his brand new album about two months ago and it's the only thing I listen to. I tried getting the album the day it came out, but it was sold out at every single record store. I was really crushed. That's until that night Kevin came and got me the album with a signature from Michael. Of course I fan-girled who wouldn't?
Speaking of Kevin, I'm on my way to meet him at Epic. He told me he has something for me and of course, I had no choice but to go. I wanted to sleep in since I've been ripping and running for the past 4 months. Oh well, maybe after. As we were pulling up I saw a black limo at the front. Must be Lionel Richie or someone. Justin helped me get out the car and I thanked him. Wonder what the hell he wants.
I went in smiling and greeting the receptionist, Rachel.
"Mrs. Smith, Mr. Smith is waiting in his office." She said smiling. I thanked her and took the elevator up to his office.
We may not agree on a lot of things, but I can say Kevin is a hard worker and he deserves the work environment he's in. Before this, it was hell... financially. Now it's changed him as a person. He's not the same sweetheart I met in school. I sighed as I ignored my thoughts.
As the elevator doors opened, Brian, Kevin's assistant, was standing there.
"Mrs. Smith! Long time no see how are you?" He said enthusiastically. I chuckled and walked with him to my husband's office.
"Brian what did I tell you about that Mrs? But I've been fine thanks for asking." I said lying through my teeth.
"Sorry Lauren. Catch up sometime okay?" He said. I nodded and opened the door. Shocked at what I was looking at.
"Hey baby." Kevin said walking to me and kissing my cheek.
"Hi." I said quietly.
He looked back at Michael and the bigger man and laughed.
"She gets a little shy so excuse her." He said. I wasn't shy. I just wasn't expecting to see Michael Jackson in my husbands office.
"It's okay, how are you Lauren?" Michael asked.
His voice is so soft and delicate. I looked down trying To hide my embarrassment.
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