Chapter 16
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Michael wanted to take of the week and spend it with me. But he had to be on set to film. I did not want him to lose his role. I told him we could save money and have a nice little road trip some place. Before the baby gets here. He loved that idea.
Today I was sitting on the set while he was doing his lines. And I was seated in his personal seat. He made me. I sat next to Justine Bateman. I never talked to her too much. She seemed like a nice lady. She watched everyone on set as she went over her lines while she waited to go on.
I feel my tummy grumble at me. I saw a vending machine near the hallway. I had to get a snack. It was a long way until we all went on lunch break. And this little one was making me eat at all hours of the day.
I grab my purse then dig in the bottom of it to grab all the change I had to get a snack. Suddenly when I nearly had the change in my hands, I drop some. It clatters loudly and causes everyone to stop talking. The director screams cut. My face is all red now.
"Sorry, I am leaving to grab a snack. Sorry..." I stammer.
I scurry out of there. I hear Michael laughing. I shake my head. I get to the vending machine. I was nearly out of breath by the time I waddled all the way down the hall. I tap my foot and wonder what I wanted.
I almost had enough for the chip's soda and cookies. But if I wanted a drink and chips would be fine. Did I need the cookies? The baby was telling me yes mom, you need the cookies. I recount the change in my hand. I did not have enough for the cookies.
Crap!
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"Need a little more?" someone asks me from behind.
I whirl around to see one of Michael's costars standing behind me. The man that played his geeky best friend Skippy on the show. I smile. "Well I almost have enough for the chips cookies and drink. I made a fool of myself and I do not want to go back out there yet" I chuckle.
"How much more do you need?" he asks me.
"Oh, never mind. I can do without the cookies" I laugh.
"Are you sure?" he counts the money in my hand. "You only need fifteen more cents. Here you go" he offers. He digs in his pants pocket then hands me the change.
I blush. "Well thanks Skippy...oh I know your name. I am so sorry! I bet fans do that all the time!" I laugh. I was so dumb.
I soon get the cookies, chips and a soda. "Thanks so much" I gratefully say.
"My name is Marc. Marc Price" he informs me shyly. We shake hands quickly, so I did not drop my food on the floor. "Pleasure to finally meet you! You are Michael's new wife, right?" he wonders.
I nod. "I am the one and only Mrs. Fox" I brag with pride. It felt great to say that!
"You are having a baby to correct?" he wonders.
"Yes, we are having a baby! It is true" I tell him.
"Congrats! I am so happy for Michael!" he replies.
"Thank you!" I say shyly.
"I am glad we finally got a chance to meet" he says.
"Me to" I say. "Marc"
He laughs. "You did not call me Skippy that time eh?" he jokes.
"Nika! Babe!! There you are!" calls out Michael from behind us.
He is jogging toward me. He kisses me on the cheek. "I see you meet my lovely wife" he brags.
"Oh Michael" I giggle.
"I am glad I met her. She is as lovely as you told us" Marc replies. "I better go. My scene with Valerie is coming up next" he sighs. "Bye guys!" he tells us cheerfully before he wanders back to the stage.
"I am done for the day sweetie" Michael announces as he pulls me into his embrace. He leans in kissing me.
"Wow that was fast" I giggle.
"Want to swing by the beach for a walk before lunch time?" he wants to know.
I nod. "That sounds wonderful" I say. "I better get my purse first. I left it in your chair" I remind him.
"Got it" he laughs as he points to my purse that was resting on his shoulder. I had not notice.
"Why Mr. Fox what style you have!" I tease him playfully.
"I get it from my beautiful lovely sexy wife" he softly tells me.
"Mr. Fox" I say softly. "you are a sweet talker"
"Only because you bring it out in me" he reminds me.
I blush with pleasure. He kisses me on the lips.
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We head on out of there. And get in his car once we are in the car there in the parking lot. I open my soda. It was grape. Not a lot of caffeine in this one. I share some goodies with Michael. We drive out of there.
And hit the beach. The beach was packed full of folks on this nice sunny day. Michael helps me get out of the car once we were parked. He offers me his hand. Then we walk on the beach. He still has on dress shoes, so he kicks off his shoes and goes barefoot in the sand as we hold hands and walk together.
We sit down in the sand and watch the waves together. I lay my head on his shoulder. He holds my hand in his. His shoes rest in the sand next to him. I feel him rest his head on the top of mine. I felt so happy. I was his. He was mine. He loved me. We could be together. I wanted to cry because I was so happy. Never in my life had I been happy before!
"I love you Nika" he tells me.
"Oh Michael. I love you to" I remind him.
"We do need to destroy that machine here soon. I can't lose you. You understand how important you are to me?" he asks softly. "having that machine is a reminder that you could leave me, and I would never see you again. That scared me. I can't help it"
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I had no idea he was still upset over that. I thought we talked though this before.
I have him look me in the eyes. I touch his cheek with my right hand. "Baby, I am never going to leave your side. I swear it. We can destroy the machine any time you want" I promise him. I lean in kissing him on the lips. He closes his eyes and returns my kiss. "I am sorry for causing you any hurt. For making you sad. Or worried" I tell him. "I truly never meant to hurt the one person in this world I love"
"I know why you did it. It was scary. I could not call you in the future you know? There would be no way for me to reach you. To talk with you. To reassure you. Comfort you. I could not do anything" he sighs. "I was so confused why you left. I know now why you had. But know this, you never have to wonder or feel like that now. You know how I feel. It will never change or fade. My love is for you forever" he vows to me. He kisses me. "My beautiful Nika"
I sniff back tears. "I am so sorry Michael" I try not to cry again thinking of how he had felt.
"Baby, sweetie I did not want to lecture you. Or make you feel bad. Do not cry sweetie" he says softly to me. "I just wanted to explain what we need to do next"
"We will. I promise you" I vow.
"Thank you for giving up your whole world to be with me. I will be forever grateful to you" he says so sweetly.
"Michael, thank you for trusting me. For loving me. I love you" I say as happy tears fall.
"Shhh, don't cry baby" he says softly. "no more tears"
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He brushes my hair out of my face. The wind was ruining my ponytail I had that day. He touches my tear stained face with his hand. I could see how much love he hands for me in his beautiful eyes. He leans closer to me.
His eyes are closing. Mine to do as his lips meet mine. His lips tenderly caress over mine. Tugging at mine. Wanting more. I return each kiss to show how I adored him.
"I am sorry for crying so much" I chuckle softly after our kiss ends.
"It is alright" he laughs.
"It is my body changing. I was happy. I cry when I am happy. I cry when I am sad. This will be something" I groan. "How are you going to put up with me?" I joke.
"I will. When you want something in the middle of the night you can count on me. If you need me at any time, I will drop all plans. You are what matters most to me" he vows.
"Michael, I have the best husband a girl could ever ask for" I say to him. "I truly mean that"
He grins. "I have the best wife a man could ever have" he vows. "Ever!"
"Oh Michael" I giggle.
His lips meet mine again. I was so happy to be in his life. I was excited about being a parent alongside him. I wondered how many more kids we might have after I have this little one.
I could not wait to find out if I was having a boy or a girl. I kind of wanted a handsome little man who looked like my sweet Michael. Either way what was most important was that the baby got here safely and was healthy. That was what mattered the most.
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