We belong together Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson

Sex addict?

Whitney pov
It been a couple week and I needed a break and a drink. God, Michael and the guys are having a guy day. I can't do it. Michael, sex drive is to much for me. Robyn, Janet, Latoya and I went to a spa. Our mother are coming later. I hugged all of them. "Nippy what's up?" Robyn ask. "Can I have drink." I ask. I was running late. "Why are you late and limping." Latoya said the last part in a whisper. "Your brother." I said. They laughed. "What happen?" Janet ask. "Your brother is a sex addict." I said. "Nippy and your not?" Janet look at me. "Well not as bad as him. I told him I had to meet y'all and he was like 5 mins. 5 min turn all the around." I said. They look at me. I started getting flash back. I was getting dress. I had my purse and keys over my shoulder. "Where are the kids?" I ask Michael. "They asleep." He said. "Okay well the guys will be over soon so y'all have fun with the kids." I said about to leave. "What I don't get kiss?" He said. "Fine." I said trying to give him a quick peck. "Uh what was that?" He said.

"I just don't want to keep them waiting." I said putting on my jacket. "Let the wait." Michael said taking off my jacket. "Michael stop." I said. "Come on I will be gone in about a couple of week." He said turning me around. "Baby I have to leave." I said below a whisper. "All I need it five mins."he said looking me in my eyes. His big brown eyes. "Fine." I said bitting my lip.

He look to see the maid cleaning up. He pulled into his office and locked the door.

I snap out of my thoughts. "Uhhh where did you go?" Robyn ask. "Y'all might not want to know." I said laughing. I run around to see someone familiar.