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“what happened?” voice trembling as she spoke. 

“a spark caught his hair and it caught on fire. he’s got burns on his scalp” bill responds solemnly leaving the driveway making his way to the hospital. “the family is there and i know the situation. but i also know you make him feel seen” he squeezes her shoulder affectionately. she gives him a wobbly smile as she reaches in the glovebox putting on her sunglasses. 

“thank you for coming to get me” she leaned against the window watching buildings pass by as they made their way to the hospital. bill led her in keeping a reassuring hand on her back as they made their way in. bill led her past the family straight to the nurses station. speaking low so no one could eavesdrop. after getting confirmation michael was awake, he immediately led her to the back; ignoring the questions especially from an irritated joseph who demanded to know who she thought she was. bill opened the door first after knocking gently. 

“hey son” bill greeted michael, “brought you something that might lift your spirits” he gently pushed her forward. she made her way to the end of his hospital bed. 

“hi my darling” she gave him the softest yet brightest smile that was reserved only for him. michael reached for her and she interlocked their fingers as he gave a weak tug pulling her to his side. “how bad is it?” her hand cradles his cheek. michael couldn’t get an answer out just slightly choked as tears welled up in his eyes. 

“second and third degree burns” he mumbles before bill steps out into the hallway to give them space to talk. as soon as he stepped into the hall he was confronted by katherine. 

“bill who was that girl?” she asked expecting an answer from the person closest to her son. 

“sorry mrs. jackson, michael will have to answer that for you” he looked at the door that kept the two young adults he’s grown to care about. michael being like a son to him for years and ever since you’ve been around he naturally treated you like his own as well. 

“bill please” katherine looked up at him, but he could only shake his head. 

“i’ll ask if he’s ready for you to come in” bill says knocking lightly stepping back into the room. greeted by the sight of her curled up beside him in the hospital bed (per michael’s request). “mike your mom wants to see you” bill’s voice breaking the brief peaceful moment. 

“she can come in” michael looked down at his wife. “now might be a better time than ever to introduce you properly” his hand found its way into her hair playing with it. 

“are you sure? what if she doesn’t like me? oh my gosh what if she doesn’t like me” she starts to panic until michael pressed his lips to her forehead. 

“relax baby. she’ll love you” he looks up at bill with a small nod to let his mother in. when katherine walked into the room her eyes met with the young woman who was curled against her son in a protective manor.

“mother this is my wife” michael introduced her, “baby this is my mother” he rubbed her back encouragingly.

“hi mrs. jackson” she sits up extending her hand for a handshake. mentally kicking herself for the action. shockingly instead of shaking her hand katherine grabs it and tugs her forward into a hug crying into her shoulder.

“thank you” katherine whispers into her ear. she understood exactly what that meant ‘thank you for loving my son. thank you for being here for him right now’. she melts into the hug with a smile on her face. michael and bill also smiled at the moment. “wait a minute. wife? michael joseph jackson” katherine scolds looking at her son after she lets her newly discovered daughter in law go. “how long have you been married?” his mother had her hands on her hips looking at him expectantly. while his wife giggles hiding behind bill. 

“a year” michael answered quietly. the giggles stopped as she fully hid behind bill now. michael despite his pain looked nervously between his mother and his wife. 

“a year. married for a year and didn’t even tell your mother?” katherine sat at his bedside giving him a motherly glare. “do i need to ask how long you knew her before?” even bill turned and faced the corner to not be part of this conversation. 

“we met new year’s day 1979” michael admits to his mother looking over at his wife with a dopey smile as she walked back over rejoining him in the hospital bed. 

“we can talk about this when you get better young man”

“yes mother” in that moment michael knew it was doing go to be getting the most stern talking to of his life. 

“you’re absolutely stunning sweetheart” katherine compliments her daughter in law smiling. 

“thank you mrs. jackson” she returns the smile. 

“you can call me mother, we’re family now after all” katherine insisted. 

“i told you not to worry” michael grinned at his wife who rolled her eyes at him. 

“you’re still in trouble with your mom when you get out right?” his wife laughs placing a kiss on his cheek. 

“Y’all hush up” she waves his brothers off. As his float drifted towards the edge of the pool where she stood, she bent over giving him the perfect view of the valley between her breasts. How he wished his face could be buried between them or leave some marks across them. 

“Hey baby” she greets him with a smile, the sunlight catching the glittery gloss across her full lips. 

“Come on now sweetheart! You know Mike doesn't know how to handle all that” Jackie howls across the pool. Ignoring Jackie, keeping her eyes on Michael. 

“You got room for me on there?” she asked playfully, biting her lip, and whatever cool Michael thought he had was gone. When he began to stutter and tried to move over for her until her soft laughter distracted him. “I’m just kidding, baby. I can just sit right here on the edge” she goes to sit and he protests.

“I want you to sit with me” he reaches out for her she gladly accepts his hand as he unceremoniously pulls her down onto the inflatable. She braced herself as she landed on top of him, hands on his chest, tuning out the laugh and wolf whistles of his siblings. He glanced down at her freshly done nails before her face. “Your nails look good, pretty girl” He compliments his signature smile instantly brightening her day.

“Thank you baby” she smiles before stealing his sunglasses. The way the sunlight caught the rich chocolate color of his eyes as he laughed at her antics, made her want to just eat him up. His soft yet strong hands rested at her waist. “How has your day been?” she asked while adjusting herself to get comfortable, the movement making him gasp softly his grip tightens a bit.

“It was good. Better now that you’re here pretty” his hands rub her waist. “Is this a new swimsuit?” He steals his sunglasses back. 

“It is, bought it in hopes of it looking better on your floor” she flirts causing him to blush furiously. 

“Pretty” he bites his lip. “You can’t just say things like that” 

“How come baby?” tracing patterns on his chest with a playful grin looking up into his dark lenses, her lashes fluttering. 

“Because I can’t do anything about it right now” his hand trails down to her lower back above the waistband of her bikini bottoms. Tossing a glance over his shoulder making sure his siblings were back to being preoccupied amongst themselves as he gave her a quick smack on her butt. 

“Now you aren't playing fair” she pouts.

“You chose not to play fair the moment you put the bikini on mama” he grins. Suddenly she gets an idea, a devious one at that. 

“Let’s go play twister” she leans up whispering against his jaw before placing a soft kiss to it. Her light laughter was uncontrollable when she got the reaction she expected, he moved so fast that no one had time to focus on them splashing into the water just him pulling her out the pool with him heading into the house ignoring the commentary from the peanut gallery. making sure to grab a towel before they trail water inside. He pulls her up to his room, closing the door and making sure it’s locked. 

“You’re trouble pretty” closing the distance between them pulling her in by the grip he got on her hips. 

“You like trouble baby” her arms wrap around his neck tugging him down to steal a kiss. Instantly melting into the kiss, as his hands expertly roam her body ridding her of the bikini. teeth pulling at your bottom lip with need pulling away briefly. 

“You were right. it does look better on my floor pretty” his gaze appreciatively roams her body before diving back in for her lips. Her hands make their way down his body slipping below the waistband of his swim trunks wrapping her hand around his cock giving it a gentle squeeze. Groaning into her mouth his hands slid down to the back of her thighs lifting her up. “You promise to be good for me mama?” whispering as his kisses began to trail down, walking her over to his bed. tossing her onto the mattress biting his lip as he watched her breasts bounce. 

“I'll be good for you baby” lips, teeth, and hands continuing their exploration of her body leaving marks behind that he can admire later. She sounds like music to his ears. 

“You sound so good pretty” his fingers teasing her already soaked folds. “With the way you sing for me. I might have to bring you to the studio to do vocals” slipping two fingers into her curling them just right, her back arching into him. kisses down her body reaching right above where she craved him the most. “Can’t forget to give my second favorite pretty girl a kiss” burying his face between her thighs licking a stripe up her folds skilled tongue circling her clit. 

“Oh Michael…baby” one hand gripped the sheets as the other buried itself in his hair, manicured nails grazing his scalp. humming against her his pussy curling his fingers just right looking up at her face contorting in pleasure. 

“That’s it mama” his teeth gently graze her swollen clit causing her to whimper. “I love how both of my girls sing for me” the soft pads of his fingers toy with her g spot,  clenching around his slender fingers, while his sucked her clit between lips. “Oh you’re close already pretty?” teasing kisses pressed along her thighs. “Go ahead and fall apart on my fingers sweet thing” his tongue going to work on her clit at an ungodly yet heavenly pace, fingers curled hitting her sweet spot in tandem. 

“Mikey… baby” that sweet whine making him rut into the bed, his grip tightening on her thighs as she helplessly grasps at the bedding. 

“Come on pretty girl” whispering against her  pussy, his nose nudging her clit just right. A broken gasp accompanied a whimper. As her walls clenched down on his fingers and her thighs began to tremble. “Yeah that’s it mama give it to me” making sure he talks his pretty girl through it. His fingers never leaving her, his thumb replacing his tongue against her clit as he hovered over her to get a good look at her face as she fell apart only for him. 

“Oh Michael” barely moaned out before he captured her lips in a kiss. Body arching into his as she comes undone a combination of morning and whimpering into the kiss as she releases all over his fingers. Slowly pulling them out, she gasps at the loss of feelings looking up at him through heavy lidded eyes as he brings his fingers to his lips, licking them clean.