Chapter 36

"Thanks for last night baby," Michael whispers in my ear in the back of the limo, then kisses it.

I sigh dreamily and nod, remembering how unreal last night was.

I'm still on cloud nine. Man, my man is so good.

My fingers absentmindedly play with the buttons on his shirt.

"So, where are we going?" I ask.

"My rehearsal for the tour, that actually was supposed to be two weeks ago."

My eyes widen. "Two weeks?! Michael this isn't right. You know that I don't want to be the reason--"

"Would you calm down? Baby, it all boils down to the fact that it's my choice. Why wouldn't I spend time with the woman I love?"

I purse my lips together and cross my arms. The ride is quiet, Michael occasionally kissing my shoulder.

We arrive at the venue for Michael's rehearsals and step out of the limo. Michael takes my hand and the paparazzi swarms us.

"Mr. Jackson! Is it true that Miss Simmons forced you to put off your tour rehearsals for more time for sex?" One yells.

My mouth drops and hangs open. That's what they think!?

Michael pulls me along and into the building with the chauffeur guiding us inside.

"Did you hear that?" I hiss at Michael. "They think this is about sex."

He chuckles.

"Why are you laughing!" I hit his arm.

"What? That's funny girl!"

I groan. "I'm literally-"

"Going to shut those beautiful lips and sit tight through this rehearsal," Michael smiles, tips my nose, and walks over to Frank DiLeno.

I sulk at him and plop into one of the front row chairs.

"I need to get used to his life.." I mumble.

"It will take some time to get used to," A male voice says behind me.

I jump, quickly turning around to meet the eyes of Ryan Armando, Michael's impossibly gorgeous assistant.

"Well nice seeing you again after fifty years," I exaggerate and he grins.

"I could say the same thing to you. You look great Bella," he says.

I smile. "Thanks."

Ryan moves to the front row and we chat as Michael does his sexy thing on stage.

"I missed seeing a pretty face around the studio. Tell Michael to bring you more often."

"Sure thing Ryan." We exchange phone numbers as Michael jogs to me, sweaty and sexy.

"You were great!" I reach to hug him but stop when I see the look on his face.

"Oh, you were actually paying attention to me? Or him?" He retorts sharply, nodding his head toward Ryan.

"Baby..." I start but he interrupts.

"Five minute break is over! From the top, this tour will be perfect!" He shouts and shrugs his leather jacket off.

He hops back on stage without even glancing back at me.

I sigh frustratedly, and look at Ryan.

"He's being irrational Bella. Don't worry about it."

But worry about it is all I can do.

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Chapter 36

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