MJ Fanfic:Who is it? (Complete)

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Who is it? Short Story By Me.

Late at night there Michael had came back from work.

He had sat on the chair that was closest to him.

He sighed and looked at his watch reading 12:50 pm. He looked around a bit more and then rested his head.

He smiled and rocketed out his chair. "Miranda!" He called.

He went into the room and witnessed that she had closed her closet really quickly. She smiled quickly and turned around fast blocking the closet.

"Hey..." His smile faded, noticing that she's being a little jumpy.

"Did I frighten you?" He smirked and chuckled.

"A bit" She giggled. He than came over to her slowly.

"I see you came back early" He said a sweet voice that only she could hear.

His figure was close to hers while she gripped the handles of the closet.

"Yeah... It was a small.. assignment" She said. He grinned small and placed his hands on to her small waist.

"I love it when you talk like that.. you sound like a secret agent or something" He smiled.

She chuckled in between his words. "Well it won't be long until I leave for another assignment."

She said still gripping the handles of the closet.

"What do you do anyway, that's taking time away from me" He asked as he was about to press his lips delicately on to hers.

She then avoided his texture from his lips and passed by him. He stood there in the froze position but then turned around and followed her.

"I can't tell you that Michael" She said walking away into the kitchen.

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