The Way You Make Me Feel - A Michael Jackson Love Story

Chapter 120 - Pink Lagoon

"But what?" I say grabbing my sweatpants as he comes toward me slowly.

"I have other things in mind..." he smirks, making me raise my eyebrows. He pulls me in his arms, pressing his lips against mine. It wasn't before long that my fingers were tangled in his hair, earning a soft moan from him.

"Tatiana!" Sheryl calls from the other side of the door, making me jump slightly. Michael completely ignores it all as he moves his head laying soft kisses on my collarbone.

"Yeah?" I call out, trying to move away as he holds me tighter in his arms, moving his lips up my jaw slowly as I try to hold back a moan.

"We'll all meet you down the hall, when you're done getting ready!"

"Okay, I'll be out in a minute!"

"Or more..." Michael whispers before capturing my lips in his making me laugh.

"How can you have all this energy?" I laugh squirming away as I grab my clothes.

"With you it never runs out." he winks as I blush shaking my head. 

"You're in an awfully good mood." I smirk as I pull on a pair of sweatpants. 

"Aren't I always?" 

"During tour? " I snicker. "You can be a little grumpy--" 

He rolls his eyes. "I love to tour. What are you talking about?"

"Bullshit."

"I do." he says trying to keep a straight face as I laugh out. I finish getting ready quickly before packing up everything for the crew to take on the loading buss before Michael and I head out. 

**

"Never thought I'd see the day of you drinking." Ricky laughs as Michael puts down his beer shyly. 

"Why is that?"

"Because you're such a goody two shoes." Greg laughs out. "The strongest thing I thought you'd drink was holy water..." 

Michael rolls his eyes as they all cackle laughing. "Yeah, yeah, yeah...very funny..." he mumbles digging in his spaghetti. "I don't drink that often." he shrugs. 

"I don't know how you guys can drink that stuff..." I make a face wiping my mouth with a napkin. "It smells awful.." 

"It isn't bad." Michael chuckles shrugging. "This one tastes just like root beer.." 

I curl my lip up slightly as I grab another french fry. "Still smells bad..." 

"What? You mean to tell me that you've never had a drink before?"

"I have..but not beer...and I don't plan on it. I don't even drink much. Just tonight I will." I say before ordering a drink from the waiter.

"Aww come on Tat...why not?" Ricky chuckles. 

"Your breath smells..." 

Michael looks over at me smirking as he leans in to kiss me. I quickly put my hand up to his lips laughing. "Nuh-uh...you're intoxicating enough..." 

He blushes deeply as everyone starts laughing. 

"Oooo looks like someone is about to get freaky..." Ricky laughs as Sheryl giggles, as I roll my eyes.

"Why don't you try some?" Michael chuckles pushing his glass to me, as I scrunch up my nose. 

"Nuh uh..." 

"Why not? On this tour you've made me try something new all the time. Now its your turn." he chuckles. 

"Yeah come on, Tatiana..." Sheryl says. "It isn't that bad."