A Twist For Pop

Chapter 16 - Back To Work

Paris is amazing, the lights, the shops, the sounds, the smells, the clothes, the sights, everything. It's only two o'clock in the afternoon but we've already been on a tour bus around the city now we're on our way to a museum then after that we're going to another museum.Our honeymoon has been amazing; we did everything there was to do in Paris for the week that we were there. Afterwards we flew to Spain for three days before spending ten hours on a flight to Rio De Janerio where we were lucky enough to be there during the carnival which was extraordinary. I was sad to leave Rio but we were back on a plane for almost an entire day flying to Hawaii where we spent a further fortnight which was fantastic. I've never been so relaxed in my life but now we're on our last plane on our way back to Santa Barbara. Unfortunately though Michael is now in work mode, since getting on the plane he has been working nonstop scribbling down lyrics and notes and routines in his notebook, I've tried talking to him but I'm getting little to no response in return so I've resigned myself to reading, sketching and staring out of the window at the passing countries below us. 'Yeah, we should be landing in about another two hours then it'll take us just over an hour to get back to the ranch... well of course I do... yeah but... come on Frank I've just come back from my honeymoon is there no way... surely an extra day won't kill her... Ugh jeez... fine but Evie isn't gonna like this... ok... ok bye' Michael hangs up his phone and takes a deep breath. I raise my eyebrow at him expectantly 'what am I not going to like' I get straight to the point. 'You know it's rude to eaves drop' Michael playfully scolds but my facial expression doesn't change 'ok, Frank wants to come by the house later and run over a few details for the new song and he wants me to do an interview with this lady later on tonight about the new album' 'you're right I don't like it' I huff folding my arms and turning my head away.'Come on Evie, don't be like this. Don't ruin our last day, the interview won't take long and after it's done I'll dedicate all of my attention to you' he gently turns my head so that I'm looking deep into those mesmerising chocolate brown eyes. 'Ok' I murmur and I'm rewarded with a soft kiss and Michael's heart-warming smile, 'you do know that the stewardess will kill you if she catches you with your phone switched on' I mutter to which Michael just smiles and kisses the top of my head as I snuggle into him and relax.Soon enough we arrive back at the ranch, one of the housekeepers grabs our bags and whisks them inside while Michael and I walk hand in hand up the steps to the front door 'wait I almost forgot something' Michael exclaims 'what are you doing?' I yelp in surprise as I'm hoisted into the air 'I told you I was going to carry you over the threshold when we got home' he mentions carrying me through the house and into the deserted living room where he lies me down on the sofa before lying over me, he kisses my lips, my cheek, my jaw, my collar bone 'err hmm' the two of us sit bolt upright and stare at the door 'am I interrupting something' Michael's manager Frank asks. 'Yeah actually, we were about to go upstairs. Looks like we'll have to wait now' 'Mike you don't have an upstairs, and even if you did you wouldn't have even reached them' Franks bellowing laugh echoes throughout the room.'Evie, so good to see you again, I hope you don't mind but I'm gonna have to steal Michael away for a little while' Frank shakes my hand, 'that's fine' I lie hating the fact that Michael has to work the first day back from our honeymoon. Michael and Frank leave the room and I'm stood in the middle of the living room, what should I do now? Seconds later Grace enters the room 'hello honey, did you have a good time. Oh you must tell me all about it' she enthuses wrapping her arms around me.The two of us go and unpack the cases, as we unpack I tell her everything that we did on the honeymoon, leaving out all of the sex since I know that she wouldn't want to hear about any of that. I glance at my clock when we're done, it's 8 o'clock at night, Michael's been away from me for just over an hour and I know that there's no way he'll be done any time soon so I decide to help Grace with the rest of the housework just to keep myself occupied for a while.Eventually I hear the front door bang as someone leaves then I hear footsteps racing down the hall 'Evie?' Michael shouts 'I'm in our bedroom' I holler back and within seconds the door flies open and Michael walks into the room and collapses on the sofa with his head resting on my knees, I run my fingers through his hair and I see him visibly relax. 'Carrie will be here soon' Michael mentions, 'who's Carrie?' my fingers freeze in his hair 'oh the woman who's coming to interview me' he answers opening his eyes so that he can look at me. I lean down and place a soft kiss in the middle of his forehead and I see a small smile tug at the corners of his lips.Just then I hear the phone ring for the front gate 'bloody perfect' I hiss. 'Come on then let's get this over with' Michael pulls me to my feet and the two of us walk down the corridor just as the front door is opened to reveal a well-groomed brunette woman standing holding a leather cased notebook. She smiles warmly at Michael as the two shake hands showing a set of sparkling white teeth surrounded by pouty lips coated in harlot red lipstick. I don't like her. I don't like her one bit.Michael shows her into the living room where she takes a seat on the sofa, she crosses one of her tanned legs over the other briefly flashing her black lace underwear and suspender belt. 'So Mr Jackson, I'd like to ask you a few questions if I may' she sounds professional and composed but the way her eyes cloud over with lust every time she looks at Michael tells me otherwise 'yes that's fine' Michael answers unfazed by this woman's obvious attraction to him. I continue to listen to the interview but I make sure to sit just out of the way of the camera so that it doesn't record me; eventually though to my relief the interview is finally over. The two of them shake hands but Carrie leans forward and whispers something into Michael's ear, the two glance at me and Michael smiles before Carrie is escorted out by Grace, the moment I hear the front door close I stand up.'What a hoe, she couldn't keep her eyes off you and who wears a suspender belt and lace underwear to an interview for...' I'm silenced with a kiss from Michael. 'She's a lesbian' Michael breathes against my lips 'what?' my eyes widen, 'she just said to me, and I quote. I'm sorry if I was a little unfocused, only your wife is extremely attractive and some very inappropriate thoughts are going through my head right now' Michael smiles at me and I can't help but laugh 'I thought she was staring at you' I mention to which Michael shakes his head.I hug Michael tightly then feel something buzz in his pocket, he yanks out his phone and looks at the screen before glancing at me 'Frank hi, is everything ok?' this is going to be a long night. Michael slips into the study and closes the door, right I might as well go in the bath then so I stumble into our room and run myself a nice hot bath. I hope this isn't going to be what life is like, constantly competing for attention from Michael and his phone constantly ringing at all hours of the day. I slide down beneath the water looking up at the ceiling subconsciously making shapes out of the cracks, I feel my heart rate slow in relaxation.