It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Seventy-Eight

"Happy New Years!" Everyone cheers in the dark.

I cheer loudly, feeling Michael pull me closer to him by the waist.

I giggle as Michael spins me around.

1990, wow!

We made it.. 

Michael kisses my lips passionately. I feel his hands rub up and down my back fiercely.

I smile, "I feel the sparks alright, Mr. Jackson." I mumble, hearing the fireworks go off.

Michael smirks, "You were always worried about getting a free night. Here we are. Free as can be." He grins as we gently sway to the music.

I lick my lips, "Only for one night, Michael. It's New Years too, I doubt the kids would've been up if we left." I explain.

Michael flashes his smile at me, "I wanna use this night the best of my ability." He growls, kissing my lips again.

I smile, holding onto Michael's body as we kiss deeply again.

Michael gently pushes me off, "Don't forget, we're in public." He reminds me.

I sigh loudly, "You ruined the moment." I mumble, letting go of him.

Michael raises his eyebrows, "How did I ruin the moment?" He chuckles.

I cross my arms, "Everyone here is wearing masks, Michael!" I loudly say.

"It doesn't matter if we kiss! We're in the damn dark with a few light bugs out here. You're my husband. I want to show my affection for you.." I frown.

Michael smirks, gently rubbing my arms. "You still can, babe." He grins.

I look up at him.

Michael licks his lips, pulling me closer to him. "Don't be like this, baby.. Fourteen more days until our one year anniversary. I just wanna tone it down in public, you know? Keep it classy." He says.

I scoff, "Classy? Am I not classy enough for you?" My eyes widen.

Michael shakes his head, "That's not what I meant, Mia. You're always classy." He grins.

I blush, "Come on, baby. Be that bad guy I fell for." I grin, pulling on his jacket as I lean against a wall.

Michael smirks, "I'm not a bad guy.." He mumbles.

I smirk, "Then it must take a good girl to make you one." I bite my lip, pulling his tie as I guide him through the party.

Michael follows me out of the party.

"Baby, where are we going?" He asks as we enter the hotel's hallway.

I smirk, pressing the elevator button.

Michael's eyes widen, "Our room is only down the hall, Mia. I don't understa-" The elevator opens as I quickly drag Michael in there.

"You know how long this elevator ride is." I smirk as the elevator door closes.

Michael slowly nods, "Yes...." He stretches his words out.

I bite my lip, taking his jacket off as I throw it on the ground.

"I want you, Michael." I breathe, rubbing his chest harshly.

Michael bites his lips as he takes his mask off, throwing it on the ground.

I grin, "That's the spirit." I giggle, ripping my mask off.