*Candace’s POV*
The flight attendant says we have less than 5 minutes for landing. I hope Michael remembered that today’s the day he was supposed to meet me here. I walked out of the plane and entered the airport. I walked around for a while, looking VERY closely for Michael. He could be ANYONE. His disguises were very good sometimes. I then saw a tall man, dressed in a fine, all-black suit, holding a sign labeled “CANDACE-MARIE” in big black capital letters. He must’ve been a bodyguard of Michael’s, cause he was HUGE! I walked up to him, looked at the sign, then smiled at him, saying, “Looks like that’s me!” He then pulled a picture out of his jacket interior, and compared faces.
“Yep. Found ya!” He joked. He took my bags and led me to a limo just outside LAX. I got in, and asked him where we’re going. He said nothing. When we stopped, we were outside a salon/boutique. He opened my door, and told me to go inside. I was puzzled.
I was greeted by two lovely women. They started to throw tape measures, and all kinds of fabrics at me. they measured my body. Then, four more ladies came rushing at me, taking me away. They took me to a mirror where they started to do my make-up and hair. They put a naked color onto my lips to highlight my tone more. They glossed them for shine, and buffed them for fullness. “Wow. This is the full treatment”, I thought. The ladies then gave me a smoky, but natural eye. They even shaped up my eyebrows! I looked into the mirror and my face was flawless. It looked like I was airbrushed. Those women had some true talent.
Then, two more ladies came to join the other four, and started studying my hair. They must’ve liked it, judging by their continuous “oooohs” and “aaaahs”. They sprayed something in my hair, and started to curl it. Big, black, luscious, full, deep curls was what they gave me, and I was completely in love. It was amazing. I got up and thanked them, I don’t know what for, but I did. I was still VERY confused.
Just as I was about to leave, one of the ladies pulled me over to a dressing room. I asked all the other ladies why were they doing this, but they just looked at me and laughed at me. Then, the lady came back out with the most beautiful dress I have ever seen.it was a red, knee-high dress that had an open back, a tight chest, and a full flowing bottom. It was a halter top, so it REALLY emphasized my boobs. It was PURE SILK. It must be worth a FORTUNE! She pushed it toward me, and I went in the fitting room to go try it on. I looked into the full length mirror, and saw a beautiful woman standing in my reflection. I put on the shoes that were sitting there, 4-inch pumps. She then handed me a diamond necklace, a charm bracelet, and diamond studs. I walked out that boutique feeling like a million bucks.
*Michael’s POV*
I was so busy getting everything set up and ready, I forgot to clean myself up! I hurriedly hopped into the shower, washed up and washed my hair. I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist, walking to my closet. I ended up choosing black pants, a red button-up, with my black band on the arm, a white tee-shirt under, and my usual black loafers. I went up to my mirror, and started to play in my hair. I teased it to perfection, and put it inside a loose, messy ponytail, with excess strands hanging down my face. I know how much she loves it when there are hairs hanging in my face, so I had to tease her a bit.
I grabbed the bowl of red and white rose petals, and started to lay them around the room and bed. Then, I grabbed the bowl of Hershey’s Kisses, and threw them out on the bed, for a sweet touch. I started to light the candles to scent the room a bit, when I heard Frank ring the doorbell. I hurriedly finished lighting the candles and ran downstairs to open the door.
*Candace’s POV*
The limo pulled up to the Neverland gates and I immediately knew what all of this was for.
“That little sneak Michael...” I thought to myself.
We stopped, and the big tall man started to explain.
“Hello, Candace-Marie. I’m Frank, Michael’s head bodyguard. I’m sorry if I came off as rude earlier, I was told to keep quiet. Michael’s orders.”
“It’s okay” I uttered with a huge grin on my face.
He then left the car to ring the doorbell. He signaled me to get myself ready, so I did. Frank started walking back to the lime, slowly. I could tell Michael followed, but since Frank was so huge, I couldn’t see him. I decided to get a little sexy. I pushed up my boobs to define their shape and size, I fluffed my hair for dramatic effect, and I glossed my lips. As the approached the limo, I crossed my legs in my heels, and patiently waited for my door to open.
As Frank opened up the door, there stood Michael, in a red shirt, black slacks, and black shoes. Now, I know it doesn’t sound like much, but Michael made ANYTHING look good. Then, I looked at his face. Oh GOD his face. He had the most loving and sincere smile on his face. His eyes were filled with lust and desire. But that’s not the only thing about him that I loved so much. He had those curls hanging down his face. He KNEW that drove me crazy. His skin tone was perfect. It was caramelized to a tee, the kind of color you’d only dream of getting.
I actually realized that we BOTH were matching that night. My candy red apple dress, his deep red shirt; my black stilettos, his black loafers; his black beautiful curly hair, my black, full curly hair; and lastly our skin tones were perfectly matched. I always imagined we made a beautiful couple, but was too shy to say anything about it. I always wanted to be more than a friend to him, but I didn’t wanna risk my friendship with him. I was interrupted in my thoughts by hearing him clear his throat. I looked up at him. He was biting his lip. God, that was sexy.
“Well, are you coming out, sweetie, or are you just gonna sit in there, staring at me?” he chuckled.
Oh my God. I just made myself look dumb as shit. “I’m sorry.” I uttered.
He put his hand out, and I gladly accepted, stepping out. He looked pleased with my overall appeareance, considering the fact that he bit his lip after looking me up and down several times. He grabbed me by the waist and we started walking the path towards the doors. God, I hope this will be a good night.
*Michael’s POV*
Wow, Candy looks beautiful tonight. I wonder how she will like my surprise dinner. We walked into the dining room, and I pulled out a chair for her at the table. She gladly sat, and I made my way to my seat on the opposite side.
“This is a lovely dinner, Michael.” She smiled.
“Thank you, Candace. I’ll be sure to thank my chef on both our behalves tonight.” I smiled back.
Just then, out came Marie, my maid as she brought out our salads and main dish. She cooked shrimp alfredo, with a special sauce tonight.
“Thank you, Marie.” I said as she left out.
The dinner conversation was nothing special, just catching up. I really wanted to tell her how I TRULY felt about her, but I just didn’t know how. Surprisingly, she made the first move.
“Michael?”
“Yes, Candace?” I said while biting my lip. I loved to hear her say my name.
“I haven’t been completely honest with you. There’s something I have to tell you.” She said with a worried look on her face.
Now I was getting scared. “What is it, Candace?” I asked, concerned.
“Michael, I just don’t know how to say this, so I’m just gonna say it.”
“Oh shit..” I thought. What could possibly be wrong?
She closed her eyes. “Michael, I’m in love with you.”
“What?” I asked, shocked.
“I love how sweet, innocent, and caring you are. I can’t stand it when I see you with other people. Especially when they’re using you!” she was in tears now.
“Baby, you don’t have to wo—” She cut me off. I started to walk to her.
“I don’t know why these feelings are rushing over me like this. Look, I know we’re just friends, and it can stay that way, but I had to –”
I just had to kiss her. This had to be one of the best nights of my life.
“Michael.. What? I’m confused” she said.
“Then let me explain. Candace, ever since we met, we have been friends, and nothing more, nothing less. I have always adored you as more than my friend, but I had no problem befriending you. I was lucky enough to have you in my life. Period.”
“Michael… wow.” She breathed.
“Well don’t say that” I laughed.