Legacy of Love
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated ADULT at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Prologue
I don’t know how it all happened, or when it began, but I remember the day I did something about it. I remember the first time I told Liz Parker I love her with such clarity that it could have happened yesterday. Although it was years ago now, several children and now our first grandchild later. Those years have seemed to fly by, but she makes everyone of them seem like a gift, Michael paused as he wrote smiling, Liz makes everyday worth living. She is the best thing in my life still even after thirty years. I am writing in this journal for you my darling new grandson, my namesake. I want to you know what real love is. I want you to know the story of your grandparents, and the night that set things in motion for you to be born. I want you to know the story of our lives and the moments that changed everything. Michael pauses again wondering how to write what happened that night, pondering his choice of words he sits back and lets the memories wash over him taking him back to his youth, to the night his life began began.
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Legacy of Love
Legacy of Love
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated NC-17 at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Michael was drunk and he felt it in every fiber of his being, pain permeated every cell. He knew that drinking had been a mistake, and everyone thought is was about Maria. How little they knew him. It has never been about Maria, she was his biggest mistake.
Ok second biggest, drinking tonight was his first. He was feeling like shit but had never been so happy, Parker had taken him to her room after Max and Maria left, and here he was lying in his boxers in her bed. The place he most wanted to be. Now if only Parker would join him. Damn even hurting this much he wanted her. Then again he couldn’t remember a time he didn’t anymore. You know maybe being this drunk has its advantages, I can tell her how I feel and see what she does. If it goes bad, hey I was just drunk.
Liz renters her bedroom more nervous then she wanted to admit, after all she had a hot semi-naked alien in her bed. Not to mention the fact it was Michael, the only alien she wanted to see naked. She had a think for Michael, one that she wasn’t willing to do anything about, after all why would he like her? Besides even though they had been broken up for awhile Maria still liked him. Not that Michael cared he was totally over her or so it seemed until he got drunk.
“Michael,” Liz whispers “How are you feeling?”
“Like there is a marching band, a circus and a monster truck convention going on inside my head.” He mumbles back.
Liz turns to leave and Michael groans, on purpose, to stop her.
Liz rushes over to the bed and sits next to him.
Michael smiles inside he knew his plan would work; Liz was so caring, so sensitive. He turns to face her slightly, and says “I have a confession Parker; I need to get this off my chest.” He gives her a drunken smile “I love you, I think you are beautiful. In fact I want you to have my children.”
Liz is momentarily stunned by his words, she loves him so much, and she only wished she could believe him.
“Michael I am sure you think so but as drunk as you are you would probably say that to Pam Troy.” She lets out a small laugh as she says this.
Michael shakes his head as gently as possible, gives her that brilliantly drunk grin once again as he say “Nope only you Parker, did you know you have a seriously fine ass?”
Michael thought he was playing this well but he was unsure how she felt about him, so far she was dismissing him to easily. What if she only wanted to be friends? That thought hurt more than any physical pain he was currently in.
Liz looked at him and shook her head; aliens were funny when they were drunk. She only wished he could feel that way about her sober, she would give almost anything for that.
“Michael you are going to regret this in the morning, you know you don’t love me.”
“That’s where you are wrong Parker; I have loved you for awhile now.” As he says this his hand is snaking into her uniform that she had yet to change out of. Michael loves the feel of her skin, it is like silk, it is heaven.
Liz nearly groans in pleasure as he runs his hand up her thigh, she shudders as she tries to regain control of her senses. “Michael you need to stop that, ah, this is wrong.”
Michael grins knowing now that she has feelings for him or else he would never get away with this, “Make me Parker, make me.” He says as he leans up to kiss her.
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated NC-17 at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Michael was drunk and he felt it in every fiber of his being, pain permeated every cell. He knew that drinking had been a mistake, and everyone thought is was about Maria. How little they knew him. It has never been about Maria, she was his biggest mistake.
Ok second biggest, drinking tonight was his first. He was feeling like shit but had never been so happy, Parker had taken him to her room after Max and Maria left, and here he was lying in his boxers in her bed. The place he most wanted to be. Now if only Parker would join him. Damn even hurting this much he wanted her. Then again he couldn’t remember a time he didn’t anymore. You know maybe being this drunk has its advantages, I can tell her how I feel and see what she does. If it goes bad, hey I was just drunk.
Liz renters her bedroom more nervous then she wanted to admit, after all she had a hot semi-naked alien in her bed. Not to mention the fact it was Michael, the only alien she wanted to see naked. She had a think for Michael, one that she wasn’t willing to do anything about, after all why would he like her? Besides even though they had been broken up for awhile Maria still liked him. Not that Michael cared he was totally over her or so it seemed until he got drunk.
“Michael,” Liz whispers “How are you feeling?”
“Like there is a marching band, a circus and a monster truck convention going on inside my head.” He mumbles back.
Liz turns to leave and Michael groans, on purpose, to stop her.
Liz rushes over to the bed and sits next to him.
Michael smiles inside he knew his plan would work; Liz was so caring, so sensitive. He turns to face her slightly, and says “I have a confession Parker; I need to get this off my chest.” He gives her a drunken smile “I love you, I think you are beautiful. In fact I want you to have my children.”
Liz is momentarily stunned by his words, she loves him so much, and she only wished she could believe him.
“Michael I am sure you think so but as drunk as you are you would probably say that to Pam Troy.” She lets out a small laugh as she says this.
Michael shakes his head as gently as possible, gives her that brilliantly drunk grin once again as he say “Nope only you Parker, did you know you have a seriously fine ass?”
Michael thought he was playing this well but he was unsure how she felt about him, so far she was dismissing him to easily. What if she only wanted to be friends? That thought hurt more than any physical pain he was currently in.
Liz looked at him and shook her head; aliens were funny when they were drunk. She only wished he could feel that way about her sober, she would give almost anything for that.
“Michael you are going to regret this in the morning, you know you don’t love me.”
“That’s where you are wrong Parker; I have loved you for awhile now.” As he says this his hand is snaking into her uniform that she had yet to change out of. Michael loves the feel of her skin, it is like silk, it is heaven.
Liz nearly groans in pleasure as he runs his hand up her thigh, she shudders as she tries to regain control of her senses. “Michael you need to stop that, ah, this is wrong.”
Michael grins knowing now that she has feelings for him or else he would never get away with this, “Make me Parker, make me.” He says as he leans up to kiss her.
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Legacy of Love Part 3/3
Legacy of Love
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated NC-17 at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Michael claimed her mouth hungrily, his tongue slipping past her sweet lips, his hand blazing a trail up her thigh, his other hand cupping her breast through her uniform. Liz arched her back, pressing into his touch.
Michael groaned loudly as his fingers slipped beneath her panties, startled at the wet heat he encountered. "Michael......" Liz cried, her hips lifting off the bed as he pushed a finger up inside her. "Oh God......Michael.....please....." she groaned as his thumb circled her clit, his finger pumping slowly. She was lost in the intense lust he'd awoken inside her, her hips grinding against his hand as a second finger squeezed inside her.
She fused her mouth to his, her tongue darting into his mouth, reveling in the moment. Michael was making her feel things Max had never made her feel. "I've dreamed of this moment, Parker," he growled softly, sliding his boxers down. "Tell me what you want..."
"I want.........you, Michael.....only you...." She gasped at the sensation of Michael settling between her thighs, his cock teasing at her entrance.
"I don't want to hurt you Liz..."
"Then don't stop....." she pleaded as he began to inch into her. Her hips bucked, taking him deeper. Michael groaned, giving in, thrusting deep, sheathing himself fully inside her, kissing away her tears. "So perfect........" He kissed her eyelids as he began to move slowly inside her, marveling at how tightly her body gripped him. He had never truly thought that this fantasy would ever become a reality. But here he was, making love to the most beautiful girl he'd ever known, his body claiming hers. Nothing had ever felt as right as this moment did. He quickened his thrusts as their pleasure grew, savoring every second of the heaven he found himself in. He wanted her to come first and his fingers slid between them to work at her clit.
"Oh Michael......please......." His fingers teased her bundle of nerves as he thrust harder, faster inside her, wanting to bring her to that ultimate release. His mouth closed over her breast, suckling hard, and Liz cried out his name as she came, her walls spasming around him, coaxing his own release.
Michael rolled over taking her with him so her head was pillowed on his chest, right now life couldn’t get any better. Liz sighed and snuggled against him, turning so she was lying between his legs. She rested her head on her arms, having propped them on Michael stomach. She looked up at him as if trying to read his mind. She stared at his eyes and saw a wealth of emotions there, emotions that he usually keep tightly reigned.
“Michael” her tone nervous and worried
Michael looks at her and starts to stroke her back “Liz everything will be okay, I am sober now and I wasn’t as drunk as you thought I was. Well that’s not true I was wasted earlier but I was sober when I started kissing you. There is nothing for me to regret.” Liz looked relived and the tension left her body.
“Michael why did you get drunk anyway?”
A pained expression covered Michael’s face as he thought about how to answer that, he chose his words carefully knowing that what he said right now would change his life forever.
“Liz I got drunk because of something Max said, he said he was going to try to work things out with you and it pissed me off. I thought you guys were over and well I have feelings for you.”
“Max said he wanted to work things out? That is news to me.” Liz’s tone had turned indignant “Michael, Max and I are completely over as far as I am concerned. Wait did you just say you have feelings for me?” Her voice sounded shocked now. A smiled came over her face as she stared up at him. “What kinda feelings?”
Michael looked decidedly uncomfortable at that question; he squirmed a little and knew he had no choice but to answer truthfully.
“Well it’s like this, I am in love with you.” His voice rapid and more then a little nervous.
Liz slid up Michael’s body causing him to groan, put her hands on either side of his head and looked deeply into his eyes, “Michael I love you too, if I hadn’t this wouldn’t have happened.” Michael’s eyes went wide with pleasure as he grabbed her and started to kiss her again….
Suddenly Michael was yanked from his reprieve; he had never even heard Liz come up the stairs. She laughed a little at his startled expression.
“What are you doing? I thought you would be done by now?” She said as she leaded to kiss him
“I was remembering the night I told you I love you for the first time.” A content smile was covering Michael’s face.
“Ah that was a very good night.” Liz smiled too.
“I thought of telling little Michael about how this all started but I have yet to figure out a way to write it without traumatizing him for life.” Michael let out a small chuckle. Liz crawled into his lap and laughed too.
“Scaring our grandson for life would be bad.” She kissed his forehead, eyes and chin.
“Why don’t you try again tomorrow, it might be easier then.”
“Yeah I think I will, besides I want to make love to my beautiful wife.” As he said this he stood up with her in his arms and started to carry her away. Liz let out a small squeal as he did. She started to suck on the pulse point in his neck knowing how it drove him crazy. As he tossed her on their bed her last coherent thought was how very lucky they were.
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated NC-17 at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Michael claimed her mouth hungrily, his tongue slipping past her sweet lips, his hand blazing a trail up her thigh, his other hand cupping her breast through her uniform. Liz arched her back, pressing into his touch.
Michael groaned loudly as his fingers slipped beneath her panties, startled at the wet heat he encountered. "Michael......" Liz cried, her hips lifting off the bed as he pushed a finger up inside her. "Oh God......Michael.....please....." she groaned as his thumb circled her clit, his finger pumping slowly. She was lost in the intense lust he'd awoken inside her, her hips grinding against his hand as a second finger squeezed inside her.
She fused her mouth to his, her tongue darting into his mouth, reveling in the moment. Michael was making her feel things Max had never made her feel. "I've dreamed of this moment, Parker," he growled softly, sliding his boxers down. "Tell me what you want..."
"I want.........you, Michael.....only you...." She gasped at the sensation of Michael settling between her thighs, his cock teasing at her entrance.
"I don't want to hurt you Liz..."
"Then don't stop....." she pleaded as he began to inch into her. Her hips bucked, taking him deeper. Michael groaned, giving in, thrusting deep, sheathing himself fully inside her, kissing away her tears. "So perfect........" He kissed her eyelids as he began to move slowly inside her, marveling at how tightly her body gripped him. He had never truly thought that this fantasy would ever become a reality. But here he was, making love to the most beautiful girl he'd ever known, his body claiming hers. Nothing had ever felt as right as this moment did. He quickened his thrusts as their pleasure grew, savoring every second of the heaven he found himself in. He wanted her to come first and his fingers slid between them to work at her clit.
"Oh Michael......please......." His fingers teased her bundle of nerves as he thrust harder, faster inside her, wanting to bring her to that ultimate release. His mouth closed over her breast, suckling hard, and Liz cried out his name as she came, her walls spasming around him, coaxing his own release.
Michael rolled over taking her with him so her head was pillowed on his chest, right now life couldn’t get any better. Liz sighed and snuggled against him, turning so she was lying between his legs. She rested her head on her arms, having propped them on Michael stomach. She looked up at him as if trying to read his mind. She stared at his eyes and saw a wealth of emotions there, emotions that he usually keep tightly reigned.
“Michael” her tone nervous and worried
Michael looks at her and starts to stroke her back “Liz everything will be okay, I am sober now and I wasn’t as drunk as you thought I was. Well that’s not true I was wasted earlier but I was sober when I started kissing you. There is nothing for me to regret.” Liz looked relived and the tension left her body.
“Michael why did you get drunk anyway?”
A pained expression covered Michael’s face as he thought about how to answer that, he chose his words carefully knowing that what he said right now would change his life forever.
“Liz I got drunk because of something Max said, he said he was going to try to work things out with you and it pissed me off. I thought you guys were over and well I have feelings for you.”
“Max said he wanted to work things out? That is news to me.” Liz’s tone had turned indignant “Michael, Max and I are completely over as far as I am concerned. Wait did you just say you have feelings for me?” Her voice sounded shocked now. A smiled came over her face as she stared up at him. “What kinda feelings?”
Michael looked decidedly uncomfortable at that question; he squirmed a little and knew he had no choice but to answer truthfully.
“Well it’s like this, I am in love with you.” His voice rapid and more then a little nervous.
Liz slid up Michael’s body causing him to groan, put her hands on either side of his head and looked deeply into his eyes, “Michael I love you too, if I hadn’t this wouldn’t have happened.” Michael’s eyes went wide with pleasure as he grabbed her and started to kiss her again….
Suddenly Michael was yanked from his reprieve; he had never even heard Liz come up the stairs. She laughed a little at his startled expression.
“What are you doing? I thought you would be done by now?” She said as she leaded to kiss him
“I was remembering the night I told you I love you for the first time.” A content smile was covering Michael’s face.
“Ah that was a very good night.” Liz smiled too.
“I thought of telling little Michael about how this all started but I have yet to figure out a way to write it without traumatizing him for life.” Michael let out a small chuckle. Liz crawled into his lap and laughed too.
“Scaring our grandson for life would be bad.” She kissed his forehead, eyes and chin.
“Why don’t you try again tomorrow, it might be easier then.”
“Yeah I think I will, besides I want to make love to my beautiful wife.” As he said this he stood up with her in his arms and started to carry her away. Liz let out a small squeal as he did. She started to suck on the pulse point in his neck knowing how it drove him crazy. As he tossed her on their bed her last coherent thought was how very lucky they were.
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Legacy of Love Part 3/3
Legacy of Love
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated NC-17 at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Michael claimed her mouth hungrily, his tongue slipping past her sweet lips, his hand blazing a trail up her thigh, his other hand cupping her breast through her uniform. Liz arched her back, pressing into his touch.
Michael groaned loudly as his fingers slipped beneath her panties, startled at the wet heat he encountered. "Michael......" Liz cried, her hips lifting off the bed as he pushed a finger up inside her. "Oh God......Michael.....please....." she groaned as his thumb circled her clit, his finger pumping slowly. She was lost in the intense lust he'd awoken inside her, her hips grinding against his hand as a second finger squeezed inside her.
She fused her mouth to his, her tongue darting into his mouth, reveling in the moment. Michael was making her feel things Max had never made her feel. "I've dreamed of this moment, Parker," he growled softly, sliding his boxers down. "Tell me what you want..."
"I want.........you, Michael.....only you...." She gasped at the sensation of Michael settling between her thighs, his cock teasing at her entrance.
"I don't want to hurt you Liz..."
"Then don't stop....." she pleaded as he began to inch into her. Her hips bucked, taking him deeper. Michael groaned, giving in, thrusting deep, sheathing himself fully inside her, kissing away her tears. "So perfect........" He kissed her eyelids as he began to move slowly inside her, marveling at how tightly her body gripped him. He had never truly thought that this fantasy would ever become a reality. But here he was, making love to the most beautiful girl he'd ever known, his body claiming hers. Nothing had ever felt as right as this moment did. He quickened his thrusts as their pleasure grew, savoring every second of the heaven he found himself in. He wanted her to come first and his fingers slid between them to work at her clit.
"Oh Michael......please......." His fingers teased her bundle of nerves as he thrust harder, faster inside her, wanting to bring her to that ultimate release. His mouth closed over her breast, suckling hard, and Liz cried out his name as she came, her walls spasming around him, coaxing his own release.
Michael rolled over taking her with him so her head was pillowed on his chest, right now life couldn’t get any better. Liz sighed and snuggled against him, turning so she was lying between his legs. She rested her head on her arms, having propped them on Michael stomach. She looked up at him as if trying to read his mind. She stared at his eyes and saw a wealth of emotions there, emotions that he usually keep tightly reigned.
“Michael” her tone nervous and worried
Michael looks at her and starts to stroke her back “Liz everything will be okay, I am sober now and I wasn’t as drunk as you thought I was. Well that’s not true I was wasted earlier but I was sober when I started kissing you. There is nothing for me to regret.” Liz looked relived and the tension left her body.
“Michael why did you get drunk anyway?”
A pained expression covered Michael’s face as he thought about how to answer that, he chose his words carefully knowing that what he said right now would change his life forever.
“Liz I got drunk because of something Max said, he said he was going to try to work things out with you and it pissed me off. I thought you guys were over and well I have feelings for you.”
“Max said he wanted to work things out? That is news to me.” Liz’s tone had turned indignant “Michael, Max and I are completely over as far as I am concerned. Wait did you just say you have feelings for me?” Her voice sounded shocked now. A smiled came over her face as she stared up at him. “What kinda feelings?”
Michael looked decidedly uncomfortable at that question; he squirmed a little and knew he had no choice but to answer truthfully.
“Well it’s like this, I am in love with you.” His voice rapid and more then a little nervous.
Liz slid up Michael’s body causing him to groan, put her hands on either side of his head and looked deeply into his eyes, “Michael I love you too, if I hadn’t this wouldn’t have happened.” Michael’s eyes went wide with pleasure as he grabbed her and started to kiss her again….
Suddenly Michael was yanked from his reprieve; he had never even heard Liz come up the stairs. She laughed a little at his startled expression.
“What are you doing? I thought you would be done by now?” She said as she leaded to kiss him
“I was remembering the night I told you I love you for the first time.” A content smile was covering Michael’s face.
“Ah that was a very good night.” Liz smiled too.
“I thought of telling little Michael about how this all started but I have yet to figure out a way to write it without traumatizing him for life.” Michael let out a small chuckle. Liz crawled into his lap and laughed too.
“Scaring our grandson for life would be bad.” She kissed his forehead, eyes and chin.
“Why don’t you try again tomorrow, it might be easier then.”
“Yeah I think I will, besides I want to make love to my beautiful wife.” As he said this he stood up with her in his arms and started to carry her away. Liz let out a small squeal as he did. She started to suck on the pulse point in his neck knowing how it drove him crazy. As he tossed her on their bed her last coherent thought was how very lucky they were.
By Burningchaos and PolarDreaming
Set during A Tale of Two Parties. But Au everyone stayed broken up after destiny. The show all happened except the couple stuff. Michael and Maria never did the deed. Liz and Max are just friends.
Polar Afterhours, Rated NC-17 at Times
Michael looks back on his life and the night it changed for him and his friends.
No warnings, We own nothing.
Michael claimed her mouth hungrily, his tongue slipping past her sweet lips, his hand blazing a trail up her thigh, his other hand cupping her breast through her uniform. Liz arched her back, pressing into his touch.
Michael groaned loudly as his fingers slipped beneath her panties, startled at the wet heat he encountered. "Michael......" Liz cried, her hips lifting off the bed as he pushed a finger up inside her. "Oh God......Michael.....please....." she groaned as his thumb circled her clit, his finger pumping slowly. She was lost in the intense lust he'd awoken inside her, her hips grinding against his hand as a second finger squeezed inside her.
She fused her mouth to his, her tongue darting into his mouth, reveling in the moment. Michael was making her feel things Max had never made her feel. "I've dreamed of this moment, Parker," he growled softly, sliding his boxers down. "Tell me what you want..."
"I want.........you, Michael.....only you...." She gasped at the sensation of Michael settling between her thighs, his cock teasing at her entrance.
"I don't want to hurt you Liz..."
"Then don't stop....." she pleaded as he began to inch into her. Her hips bucked, taking him deeper. Michael groaned, giving in, thrusting deep, sheathing himself fully inside her, kissing away her tears. "So perfect........" He kissed her eyelids as he began to move slowly inside her, marveling at how tightly her body gripped him. He had never truly thought that this fantasy would ever become a reality. But here he was, making love to the most beautiful girl he'd ever known, his body claiming hers. Nothing had ever felt as right as this moment did. He quickened his thrusts as their pleasure grew, savoring every second of the heaven he found himself in. He wanted her to come first and his fingers slid between them to work at her clit.
"Oh Michael......please......." His fingers teased her bundle of nerves as he thrust harder, faster inside her, wanting to bring her to that ultimate release. His mouth closed over her breast, suckling hard, and Liz cried out his name as she came, her walls spasming around him, coaxing his own release.
Michael rolled over taking her with him so her head was pillowed on his chest, right now life couldn’t get any better. Liz sighed and snuggled against him, turning so she was lying between his legs. She rested her head on her arms, having propped them on Michael stomach. She looked up at him as if trying to read his mind. She stared at his eyes and saw a wealth of emotions there, emotions that he usually keep tightly reigned.
“Michael” her tone nervous and worried
Michael looks at her and starts to stroke her back “Liz everything will be okay, I am sober now and I wasn’t as drunk as you thought I was. Well that’s not true I was wasted earlier but I was sober when I started kissing you. There is nothing for me to regret.” Liz looked relived and the tension left her body.
“Michael why did you get drunk anyway?”
A pained expression covered Michael’s face as he thought about how to answer that, he chose his words carefully knowing that what he said right now would change his life forever.
“Liz I got drunk because of something Max said, he said he was going to try to work things out with you and it pissed me off. I thought you guys were over and well I have feelings for you.”
“Max said he wanted to work things out? That is news to me.” Liz’s tone had turned indignant “Michael, Max and I are completely over as far as I am concerned. Wait did you just say you have feelings for me?” Her voice sounded shocked now. A smiled came over her face as she stared up at him. “What kinda feelings?”
Michael looked decidedly uncomfortable at that question; he squirmed a little and knew he had no choice but to answer truthfully.
“Well it’s like this, I am in love with you.” His voice rapid and more then a little nervous.
Liz slid up Michael’s body causing him to groan, put her hands on either side of his head and looked deeply into his eyes, “Michael I love you too, if I hadn’t this wouldn’t have happened.” Michael’s eyes went wide with pleasure as he grabbed her and started to kiss her again….
Suddenly Michael was yanked from his reprieve; he had never even heard Liz come up the stairs. She laughed a little at his startled expression.
“What are you doing? I thought you would be done by now?” She said as she leaded to kiss him
“I was remembering the night I told you I love you for the first time.” A content smile was covering Michael’s face.
“Ah that was a very good night.” Liz smiled too.
“I thought of telling little Michael about how this all started but I have yet to figure out a way to write it without traumatizing him for life.” Michael let out a small chuckle. Liz crawled into his lap and laughed too.
“Scaring our grandson for life would be bad.” She kissed his forehead, eyes and chin.
“Why don’t you try again tomorrow, it might be easier then.”
“Yeah I think I will, besides I want to make love to my beautiful wife.” As he said this he stood up with her in his arms and started to carry her away. Liz let out a small squeal as he did. She started to suck on the pulse point in his neck knowing how it drove him crazy. As he tossed her on their bed her last coherent thought was how very lucky they were.