Chapter 18
1573 Words
Myra
I woke the next morning. Michael was not in bed with me, we had been sleeping in because we had been staying up late in the night. Talking. Making love. Spending every waking moment together. I loved snuggling in the morning with Michael. I wondered what got him out of bed so early? What could he be doing??
I yawn and decided to get out of bed and find out where Michael wandered off to! I get my bathrobe on. Then head to our bathroom and brushed my teeth then freshened up a little bit before going to see where Michael was at.
I yawn as I go to head out of the bedroom. I glance over at the clock on the wall. It was almost noon. Michael must have let me sleep in. It was a week until Christmas now.
I was so excited that our wedding plans were really starting to come together. I finished Michael's scrapbook all ready and wrapped to. I stop by the kitchen to get a cup of coffee the cook already had ready for me. I feel Michael's arms wrap around my middle as I pour myself a cup of coffee.
"Morning Myra" he whispers near my ear.
"You mean afternoon Michael?" I giggle.
I turn around. He was all dressed up wearing a geeky looking Christmas sweater. I wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls me close to his chest. I kiss him warmly greeting him good morning. My hands go in his hair and back down his neck. I loved being with him. Waking up to see his handsome smiling face. I never knew what to expect for each day I was with him.
"I have a surprise for you" he mentions after the kiss was over. I grab my cup of coffee and take a sip. I normally did not like coffee, but Michael had me drinking it these days.
"Really?" I ask curiously. "What is that?"
He takes me by the free hand I had left. The other held my coffee cup. "Come follow me baby" he demands to me.
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I am lead to our main living room. Where we had no tv at. It was a huge room. Pretty room with fancy book shelves and furniture all over the place. A quite thinking room. When we enter, I see them! Trees! Many trees.
I could not count how many were all over the living room. Christmas music was playing over head on the speaker. A fire was roaring over in the little fire place. The trees were not decorated yet. I see boxes with tons of decorations in them. Waiting to be displayed on the trees.
"Michael what is all this?" I wonder out loud.
He kisses me on the cheek. "You wanted to decorate for Christmas! And that is what we are doing all day today!" he tells me cheerfully.
"Really? Oh really?" I gush joyfully.
He nods. "Really" he vows.
Happiness twinkles in his beautiful brown eyes.
"Oh Michael! This is the best! How did you do this before I got up? I mean all this was not here last night?" I giggle as I look around me.
"First come have breakfast. Then we will decorate" he promises me.
He leads me to the dining room area. Breakfast awaits me there. Pancakes. Fresh fruit platters. You name it we had it. It was like Christmas breakfast or something. It was amazing. I help myself and get a stack of pancakes. I pile on whip cream on them and fruit. Michael does the same. He smiles at me. We sit together to have breakfast.
"I have workers displaying lights outside on the grounds. It will be ready later tonight to see" he informs me.
"Wow!" I gush.
He nods. "I hope you will like it. You know it might not be to cold here. We could have the wedding outside if the weather permits" he says thoughtfully.
"That would be really pretty. I like that idea" I agree.
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He smiles at me. We begin to chat away about the wedding. Excitement flows in my heart. I never had been so happy in my whole life. But Michael brought me such joy. He was my happiness.
I loved him for it. After we finished our meal at the table, we began to decorate the trees once I had gotten dressed for the day. We were goofing around and singing Christmas songs that played overhead on the speakers in the house.
"What was your favorite Christmas cartoon when you were growing up?" I ask Michael as he hands me another decoration for the tree.
"I loved them all. I hardly had time to sit down and enjoy them though" he sighs.
"Why?" I wonder. Stupid question really.
"Because I was on some of the tv Christmas specials. And I did not have time for fun back then" he mutters.
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I stop him for a minute as his story tugged at my heart. I heard about his story growing up for years. And I always felt so badly for him. He holds me close. We do not say another word as he hugs me. An idea comes to me suddenly. I pull him back to look into his beautiful face. I touch his cheek with my hand.
"Michael?"
"Yes Myra?"
"How about this. Before our wedding on Christmas Eve day I saw we bake snacks. Stay inside together. And watch all the Christmas cartoons and movies the whole entire day!" I declare.
His eyes light up with excitement at that. "I love that idea" he agrees.
I kiss him on the lips. "Good"
"You do not mind they are cheesy movies?" he worries.
I shake my head. "Truthfully every Christmas I never miss Frosty The Snowman" I giggle.
My cheeks turn red. He laughs. "Really then?" he laughs.
"Yes" I giggle. "I own it on dvd" I admit.
"Wow" he laughs.
"I used to tell my friends that was for when my little cousins would come visit if they looked in my movie collections" I snicker with laughter.
"I knew I fell in love with you for a reason" he teases me.
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A slow sweet Christmas song comes on the speaker. "I'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas" plays. Michael begins to sway to the music. Dancing with me in his embrace. All around the lit-up Christmas trees.
Our eyes focused only on each other. It was so romantic. I loved spending the whole day with him like this. I knew after we were married, he was going to be making music. Going back on tours. Being busy. I was not sure what to expect with that, but I would learn if I could be with him.
Suddenly he stops near an entrance of the room.
"Would you look at that?" he asks me.
We are looking up at the ceiling. There was mistletoe hanging up above us. "Oh Michael!" I giggle.
He smiles then leans in stealing a kiss in the mistletoe. I smile returning each kiss he gave me.
"You are the best" I praise him. "have I told you that lately?"
"No but go on" he jokes. I lean up kissing him again.
I glance over at the window when we were done kissing. It was getting late in the afternoon. It was darker out. "Wow what time is it?" I wonder. "We have almost finished decorating, but it took us all day"
"Master Jackson, the decorations are all prepared for you outside" the butler announced to Michael.
"Come with me!" Michael demands to me.
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We head outside. Michael drags me out there by the hand. I see Christmas has spewed all over the Neverland ranch. It was all decorated with lights. Santa Clause was on the roof going "Ho ho ho" and waving his arm back and forth. Michael was so childlike.
Happy and animated about this whole thing he did for us. He leads me further to where the rides were at. We get on the ferries wheel there on the grounds. We ride up in it together. The wind whips in my hair. I lean my head on Michael's shoulder. We stop at the top of the ferries wheel.
"Hit the lights now!" Michael yells out suddenly.
Lights begin to come on. So many little trees there on the lot were all lit up. I gasp with delighted surprise Michael gave me. I hug his arm tightly. "Michael wow! It looks like a winter wonderland out here!" I gush with joy. "Almost like we are at Santa's work shop at the north pole" I giggle.
"That was what I was going for" he tells me. "you really love it?" he asks me.
"I love it and all that you did for me" I gush with joy. I kiss him on the lips.
"I want your first Christmas here at Neverland to be the best. Something you will never forget. Magical. And I want all your dreams to come true Myra. Because you have been making all my dreams come true" he says softly to me.
"Oh Michael" I say happily. He kisses me. "this will be the best Christmas ever. Because I am with you! And we are getting married soon" I say softly after our kiss.
He kisses me again. My tummy growls at me. It was past dinner time. "Are you hungry babe?" he laughs.
"A little" I giggle.
"Alright. Let's go in and have dinner" he laughs.
The ferris wheel goes on down. I loved being here with Michael at Neverland. It was truly magical.
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