~Michael's POV
Here I am, back in this process of planning my tour. It was nice to get away for awhile in Brazil but if this was gonna be my last tour I wanted everything to run smoothly. Kenny, Travis and I sat in my office as I prepped them with my expectations for the show.

"Ok guys, I want this show to be spectacular. This will be my last tour so the fans deserve something greater than they've seen before." I explain. "Instead of being toasted out of the stage, I wanna seem like I crash landed on the stage..."

I continued to explain the entire show to them as we exchanged ideas. Once our meeting was over I called my manager to set up hotel stays in the different countries.

"Ok MJ so I'm setting up the rooms for the staff and for you I'm guessing a room for one?" Ramone asks.

"Not this time. My wife and daughter are coming along and of course they'll be in with me." I tell her. I couldn't help but grin at that statement, I was so happy my family was coming.

"Gotcha boss." Ramone says as she hangs up.

Rayne walks in my office yawning quietly, "Mike do you plan on coming to bed anytime soon?" She says leaning on my doorframe. "You've been holed up in here all day. I miss you.." She pushes her hair behind her ear, chewing her bottom lip and giving me a slightly somber stare.

I examine her petite body in her robe that was slightly open, showing her bra and underwear. I couldn't hold back from biting my lip. I don't know why I've been so attracted to her lately. I've always been attracted to her but ever since the Brazil trip I've been wanting her more than ever. I swallow dryly, "I'll be there soon, I'm just making sure we're all good for the tour."

She smirks, her sleepy eyes staring at me. "You can't finish that tomorrow?"

"I wish baby.. tomorrow we start background dancer auditions." I said still scanning her from head to toe. My mind was imagining ...her legs wrapped around my waist... I shake the thought before diverting my eyes down to my list on my desk.

"Mike it's 1 in the morning. What else do you have to do?" She pouts, folding her arms. God she was so cute.

I giggle, "just let me call my security team and I'll be right there. Don't fall asleep." I watch her walk off with a smile and then I call Bill and let him know we have to up security for the tour because my daughter and wife will be there.

I fully expected Rayne to be fast asleep once I left from my office. When I walked inside she was laying down, her robe still revealing her small frame. I just stood there to appreciate her.

"See something you like?" She asks.

I grin, sliding next to her. "Definitely." I run my hands up her body. "I don't know what's going on, but I've just been wanting to tear everything off of you recently." I plant kisses across her neckline, hovering over her quietly.

"Probably because you've been so busy, you're body is ready to relieve some stress." She grins. She knows what she's doing to me.

I remove her robe from her shoulders and line kisses from shoulder to shoulder, pinning her arms to her side. I watched her clutch the sheets from excitement and her bottom lip disappeared in her mouth. She gives me a lustful grin, "release your stress." She says in a low groan.

I take another moment to admire the woman I'm about to lay with, constantly trying to comprehend how I got so lucky.

She frees her hands from mine and brings me back to her lips, hanging on to my neck as I toy with her underwear, taking it off. Once I place myself inside her I couldn't help but let out a noise of my own, wrapping her legs around me, gripping me tighter. I push in and out while she hangs on to every piece of me, running her finger through my hair. Our breath building the heat in the room. She leads me on my back while she continued to grind on me gasping with pleasure. Then it happened...

"Mommy I'm thirst-... AHHHH!" Camille screams. She sprints down the hallway back into her room.

"Oh god.." Rayne places her face in her palm, climbing off of me. She wraps her robe back around her and follows Camille back to her room.

I groan out of frustration. Grabbing my pajama pants and shirt trudging the same way.

"Why were you hurting daddy?" Camille weeps into Rayne's arms.

"Baby I swear I wasn't hurting your dad.. He's fine I promise." She says, making eye contact with me. I guess that was my cue to jump in.

"Millie I'm ok. Mommy was not hurting me." I crouch next to her bed.

"What was she doing?" She sniffles.

"Ermm... Well.." I begin.

"We were doing something for grown ups that you won't have to learn about for a very long time." Rayne interrupts, thank God. I had no way to explain that.

"It was just for grown ups?" She asks.

"yep" I answer shortly. Rayne instructs me to go back to bed as she handled the rest. I laid there waiting on Rayne to get back. We were just getting good before we stopped.

Rayne sighs letting out a quick giggle, "we've gotta start locking the door." She chuckles hopping back in bed. She turns her back towards me and I attempt to resume where we were, kissing down her back. "I'm sure she'll forget all about it..." I say in between kisses.

"I don't know, the way she was crying.. We might've scared her." She squirms, "Mike I can't, I'm not even in the mood anymore." She sighs closing her eyes for the night.

"Seriously?" I whine. I groan out again, closing my eyes as well.

***

"Mike you look tired." Karen says, "you look like you didn't get a wink of sleep." She dabs make up under my eyes.

"I didn't, me and Rayne were... Y'know.. And Camille walked in... Scared the crap out of her. After calming her down we couldn't finish... so it was hard to go back to sleep."

"Oh poor girl.." Karen chuckles. "It happens. She's getting older, privacy will become a thing of the past.. Well, I'll go get you something to wake you while you guys look at the dancers."

"You're a lifesaver." I smile slouching in the seat next to Kenny's and Travis' seats. My head resting on my fist. As Travis and Kenny lead the dancers, I hear Kenny introduce me to them. No matter how sleepy I was, it always made me happy to see fans.

"You all will be dancing for Michael Jackson himself so if you get chosen, know you were hand picked by him. He's right up there." Kenny points.

I give a light wave, flashing a smile their direction as their cheers rumbled through the auditorium.

"you know what that means folks.. Give it your all." Travis says as he climbs the stairs towards his seat. Karen brings me a coca-cola to give me an energy boost as we watched the dancers perform. I choose about 10 men and 3 ladies to accompany me on my tour and headed home.

Today was also Rayne and I's five year anniversary. Rebbie agreed to watch Camille for the night while Rayne and I celebrated. Rayne was so excited for this day, she spent the whole day getting herself treated to a new hairstyle, outfit and spa day. The chefs prepared a dinner set for she and I and even the staff collectively signed a card congratulating us. While at the table I couldn't stop staring at her. All she did was eat and I was enamored.

"What's on your mind?" She giggles. Her light purple shaded eyes gleaming at me.

"I'm just amazed at how after 15 years of knowing you and 5 years of marriage I still love you more than I ever could love someone. What is it about you?" I question, placing my hand to my chin.

She giggles again, "you know I was sitting here thinking the same thing about you?"

I chuckle softly. "It must be those eyes that caught me. They always do. That's what made me chase you down that day."

She laughs loudly, "I still can't believe you did that.."

"I couldn't let you get away. You didn't even overreact when you found out who I was. That's when I knew you were a keeper."

"I've never been attracted to fame." She says. "But it's something about me that you seemed to understand. Something nobody else can ever get. That's why I love you." She smirks. She stands to pick up dishes and places them in the sink as I watched her hips sway. I couldn't move from my seat I was hypnotized by her. She reached for my glass and I grabbed her hand pulling her into my lap, kissing her.

"We should probably take this into the bedroom.." She mutters between kisses.

"No no no, I want you right here." I exhale, laying her back on the table...

Rayne's POV
I release a long groan the next morning during a stretch, my body sore from last nights events. I see the love of my life still snoozing beside me, his hair matching mine, a mess. He was so handsome and he made me so happy. I leaned down and gently whispered in his ear. "Wake up Mr. Jackson.." I giggle softly as he stirs a little. "Michael..." I whisper again.

His eyes open with a gleaming smile, "good morning."

"Hi" I grin back.

"How'd you sleep?" He asked, sitting forward, pecking my cheek, and revealing his chest.

"Just fine." I smirk. I grab my robe, standing to wrap it around me.

Michael stands to hop in the shower really quick, bringing his clothing on the bed. "I'm gonna go pick up Camille, I'll be back."

"I miss my baby! Bring her back to me!" I say dramatically as he walks out the door with Bill.

We made a serious mess last night. I walked out the room following a trail of clothing leading down to the dining room, picking up clothes on the way. "Jesus.." I mumble. As I cleaned the house to prepare for our daughter's return, a couple hours later Leroy knocked at the front door.

"Good morning Leroy. What's all this?" I ask inspecting the coat hangers hanging over his arms.

"Michael's costumes for the show. The designers assistant said to make sure Mike tried them on and gave his approval." He says.

"Oh, ok.. I'll take them... Thanks!" I smile.

I took them back to the room and laid them on the bed. I stood in front of them for a while debating on if I wanted to see them. I tap my chin, staring at the label that read "Michael Jackson-- HIStory tour" unzip pen the clothing cover on the first outfit to see a solid gold and silver top.

"Hmm.." Michael was big on sparkling and glitter, something tells me he's going to love this.

"Mommy!" I hear Camille run into my room with Michael trailing behind.

"Hi baby! I missed you!" I smile, crouching down to hug her.

"I missed you too mommy! I had fun at Aunt Rebbie's house." She declared

"I'm so happy you did!" I respond enthusiastically.

"What's this?" Michael asks looking at the clothing on the bed.

"Oh, these are your costumes for the show. I was just looking." I stand. Camille goes to her room to unpack her overnight bag. Just as I thought Michael see the gold outfit as he gasps loudly.

"What is this?" He gawks. He unzips the entire bag and he was like a kid at Christmas. "Are these gold pants?" He holds them up.

"You're supposed to try it on and give an approval."

"I approve! But i'll try it on just for fun." He smiles he takes it into our room bathroom as I sit on the bed waiting.

"Hurry up! I wanna see." I whine.

He comes out chuckling and I couldn't help but giggle.

"It's a little form fitting in the crotch region." I smirk. "

"I know right... It'll give the ladies something to think about!" He laughs.

"The ladies will be thinking about 'things for grown ups'" I cackle loudly; I place my hand on my mouth, smirking. "That's all their gonna do is think about it!"

"Don't worry I won't be giving out your goods." He grins, kissing me. He goes back into the bathroom to change out of the outfit.

"I can't wait for this tour to be over! I wanna just walk around the house and get fat with my wife and kid."

"We won't be getting fat. You have fun with that." I chuckle.