chapter nine

Michael's concerts were really late so I didn't end up going to his last concert, I was almost asleep when I felt someone nudge me.

"Mmm what?" I said drowsy.

"Jade," Michael said.

"Yes Michael? What is it?"

I felt his hand run up my leg, running up to my hip and resting his hand on it.

"Come here," I said to him.

Michael climbed up next to me, and layed on his back, I turned over and kissed him, climbing on top of him.

"I want you Michael," I said to him.

"I want you too jade," he yawned.

"We will do this some other time Michael you need to sleep, your tired.

"I'm okay, I will be able to stay awake."

"Are you sure?" I asked him.

"Y-yeh," he yawned.

"We will just wait till tomorrow Michael, I love you though," I said kissing him.

"Speaking of, before I go to sleep, what were you talking to Kenny about?" He asked curious.

"About him not talking you into any more tours or concerts."

"Jade why would you do that?" He asked a little upset.

"First of all Michael you have been singing since you were five, and now your fifty, you deserve to be retired."

"Well if my fans and Kenny wants me to, I will continue to do so, you had no right to talk to him about that."

"No right, Michael I am your wife! And I do love you, but you need to be there for us too."

"Jade if you don't like it you can leave no one's asking you to stay!" He yelled at me, as tears welled in my eyes.

"Jade I didn't-"

"Is that what you want me to do leave, fine I will," I said getting my bag, and running out of the hotel room.