So he placed the ring on my little finger--it was a diamond gold engagement ring and it fit perfectly. He took my hand and raised it up high, as if he were saying, " The Girl is Mine." It was like the song was taking his place; like he was dominating Paul Mccartney.
When the awards were over, and everybody left, Lionel handed me back my award.
" You better cherish this, Jeni. Its not everyday proposals happen at music awards."
" Wait a minute...so....EVERYONE KNEW ABOUT THIS?" " Yep!"
" And....the whole thing you got on television?!" my tan cheeks turned red, " Now I'm embarrassed."
" But it was totally worth it all," Michael said, " Do you like the ring?"
" I absolutley love it. Its perfect, gorgeous in everyway." I smiled.

After the whole Jackson family that arrived congratulated us, we ran into the limo.
I was so exhausted after that night, all of my energy was out and I wanted to go to sleep. I layed my head full of curls on his broad shoulder, and he had put an arm around me.
Another thing to know. When you meet Michael or interview him, he appears shy and possibly timid. Thats his human instincts. The way he was made truly by God. But when he's with people who accompany him he is outrageously amazing! Sweetest handsomest man I've ever laid eyes on and married. Only those who know him personally such as Elizabeth Taylor, Diana Ross, his own mother and myself get to see the Michael Jackson out of the public view, the performances, everything that makes him pay the price of fame. Sometimes I wonder why he is like this. By now I've grown to understand its just his human nature. And I love it.
Michael and I put our heads together to create a wedding before February of 1987. Working day and night inviting guests, setting reservations and coming up with the best ideas.

If we were working together it was usually at his house. And we would sit down, eat lunch of just drink some sodas and talk about what we wanted along with our future. He told me that he wanted us to get married and have a lot of children. Thirteen.
I remember when nobody was home, he would tell me about his
idea for a better seller than thriller, BAD. He knew how much I loved and respected thriller and he wanted to woe me more by his new album idea.
He liked to let me listen to his voice and tell me my critique. And he wanted me to dig deeply into his voice.
I remember in the evening he would crank up one of his records such as " Thriller" and " Billie Jean" and he would dance for me in the living room. Sometimes he's be so funky I'd laugh so hard I couldnt stand up.
I can remember when he showed me Muscles, his Boa Constructor. He thought I'd chicken out and pass on holding his large snake. Needless to say, nor think I said, " Snake me."
We organized a binder full of all of our ideas for the event. It was labled, " Mike and Jeni's Wedding." Inside were my food and drink ideas, his scenario suggestions and our vows. Working with smart brains gets the jobs done; in other words great minds think alik.

I can also remember watching watching American Werewolf in London with him once. And watching scary movies with him was fun. He was thinking the same thoughts when a car crashed, a skull was crunched, blood was smeared--as the wolf howled in a screeching tone. Every thill every chill that went down your back. That movie gave me the creeps sometimes.  But the SPECIFIC time we first watched it I jumped because the door cracked and Muscles hissed. And what did he do?? He laughed at me.

but soon after I fell asleep because I was tired but he watched it untill the end.