Pamela's P.O.V

"Babe! Can you come and help me zip my dress in the back?!"

I can't believe I have to wear a damn dress today just to serve some rich guy at our 5 star rating restaurant. If someone famous comes in then that's when we have to wear our luxury uniform.

"Babe!? Can you help me!? I can't afford to be late!" Finally, Michael walks into the bathroom talking on the phone.

"Hold on, Bre.. Pamela wants me to help her with something." He seemed annoyed and irritated that he had to stop his whatever conversation he had with that hoe to help me, his girlfriend.

I turned around stopping him before he took another step further.

"You know what? I don't need your help. Forget it." He rolled his eyes before walking closer to me.

"Turn around. You asked for my help so I'm here." Then he started laughing at something that BreAnna said blushing like crazy.

"Yeah, after I had to basically yell at you. You know what? I'll have someone at work to help me. I'm going to be late." I mumbled walking around him into our room. I grabbed my work jacket putting it on before grabbing my phone, purse and keys.

He didn't even follow me... he's been acting like he doesn't acknowledge me what so ever anymore. Not since him and that chick BreAnna has started talking. Not to mention we've been together since we were 16 but now we are 20. He just isn't the Michael that I fell in love with anymore.

I left the room walking down the hall into the living room getting ready to leave for work. As soon as I opened the door he stopped me. Which instantly caused me to jump.

"You aren't leaving without giving me a kiss are you?"

"Uh, truthfully I am.. go ask BreAnna for a kiss. I'm sure she'll love it from you." I said sarcastically, turning around to face the door again.

"Babe, why would I want to kiss her? I don't need her when I have you."

"Really? Could've fooled me. Michael, you haven't fucking kissed me or told me you loved me in weeks. Ever since you met her. It is always BreAnna this. BreAnna that. Now I know who has your attention, Michael. It sure as hell isn't me. I'm done, Michael. I've had enough of this. I-it's over." I sniffled quietly.

"Pam, baby," his voice started cracking. I think he was beginning to cry. "you know how much I love you. Baby, you are everything and more to me. Y-you can't just leave me."

"I'll be back after work to collect my items and such."

"B-baby, no you can't leave me. W-we've been together for 4 years. N-now y-you just want to end things?" He wasn't about to make me feel sorry for his mess.

"No, Michael, I'm just doing what you hadn't have the balls to do. I can't keep living like this. I-I put up with your shit for far too long. I haven't had your attention for almost a month. I'm not wasting anymore time with you when you have no interest. I'm not going to be cheated on. I'm done, Michael. Bye." I didn't give him time to respond.

How dare he expect me to kiss him when he's been treating me like I'm nonexistent!? We've been living together ever since we graduated high school. What did I do? Before I even thought it out further I was already at work. I arrived 10 minutes early. Not much traffic what so ever, which was weird. Good, that means someone can help me with my dress.

I grabbed my stuff, getting out locking my door, walking into the restaurant. The first person I spotted was Nicholas Green. A medium dark brunette with those bright green eyes of his. Damn if he don't look good in his all black tuxedo that hugs his athletic toned body so good, with a light blue bow tie.

"There she is!" He exclaimed when he spotted me at the entrance. Which caused a huge smile to appear on my lips.

"Hey, Nick how are you?" I asked when he embraced me into the warmest hug that I've had in a long time. Damn, his cologne filled my nostrils almost causing me to go dizzy.

"I'm good, baby girl. How are you?" Yes, he is aware of Michael and I being together he is fully engaged with that. But it is something that he has always called me since I started here. The thought of Michael saddened me again, he noticed by the change of my demeanor.

"Babe, what happened? Is everything, ok?"

"I don't really want to talk about it right now. I can tell you later though." He nodded his head understanding the situation on why I didn't need to talk about it right now. "Hey, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Sure, anything for my favorite girl." He smiled tapping my nose which caused me to blush.

"Is there anyway you can zip the back of my dress for me? I asked Michael to do it but-.." then I dropped it. I knew I was going to get into more detail then I needed too.

"Yes, ma'am. Come with me to the back." He grabbed my hand leading us to our break room which no one ever really uses.

I turned around so my back was facing him and he zipped me. That's when I randomly broke down crying against his chest. Thank god for no make up today!

"Baby girl? What happened? I need you to tell me right now, so I can beat his ass."

"I-I broke up with him this morning before I came here. He isn't the same Michael that I fell in love with."

"What did he do?" I heard him through his clenched jaw.

"H-he's been talking to this BreAnna girl for weeks now. He is always on the phone with her. Laughing and shit. He doesn't acknowledge me. He hasn't kissed or told me that he loves me in weeks. Then expects me to give him a kiss before I leave for work?"

"I'm going to fuck this boy up! You in no way shape or form deserve to be treated like that! The next time I see him, he is going to be sorry!" With that he left.

Fuck, he is going to hurt Michael. He can't hurt my baby.

Baby!? Bitch he has been ignoring you for weeks. He deserves it. He deserves every inch of karma! The evil voice inside my head fights against the good side.

I shook it off getting back to my job. After preparation we got done just in time for the one and only governor. Yeah, our governor is rich.

About after 3 and a half hours he left with his security and staff members. Now it was time for the regular people to start coming in. I waited behind the counter until it was time to take someone's order since I was one of the waitresses.

Someone came to the booth and sat right in front of me. I didn't look up because I knew their aroma from anywhere. Michael.

"Why are you here? Can't you see that I'm working?"

"Y-yeah, but I needed to talk to you.. please?" I looked up at him mostly noticing his large puffy red eyes. Has he been crying since I left?

"I-I can't Michael. This isn't the time or place."

"Please, baby... just for a few min-..." Michael stopped talking when Nick wrapped his arm around my waist so that his hand landed on my lower hip.

"I think she told you no, Mr. Jackson."

"Get your hand off of her!" Michael gritted.

"Why? Can't stand seeing another man have what was yours?" Nick pushed his buttons a little further. I had no fucking idea what was going on. "I mean hell so far I've been doing a pretty damn good job. That kissed we shared was magical. I don't understand why you wouldn't want to claim those lips every chance you get." My jaw dropped. Kiss!? We didn't kiss!? Why would he fucking say that! Nick kisses really close to my lips before placing himself behind me, wrapping his arms around me.

Michael rushed out of the restaurant and I followed him quickly after. Fuck it if I get in trouble. I don't care.

"M-Michael stop.. baby please stop..." Damn this man is a fast speed walker. "Michael please just fucking stop!" I yelled. I don't care. I needed his attention.

Michael turned around and his face was soaked with his tears that just keeps falling. I walked over to him cupping his face with my small hands while I wiped his tears away.

"Y-you kissed him Pamela? You let him kiss you?" His voice broke. Which made my heart hurt.

"Hell no I didn't kiss him! The only thing he did was zip my dress up and then I basically had a meltdown. He is just pissed Michael. I swear to you that his lips didn't touch my lips." I repeated for reassurance.

"I want you to come home. And I want you to come home now!" He got in his car and left. I sighed walking back inside grabbing my jacket and purse.

"Hey Reba? I'm leaving early. Do you think you could handle my shift? I'll pay you." She nodded her head smiling.

I clocked out getting inside my car driving home. 10-15 minutes passed until I was in my drive way. I got out of the car grabbing my purse, jacket and phone locking the car walking inside the house.

"Michael? Michael I'm home!" Nothing. His car is out there but not a sound. I walked down the hallway to our bedroom. When I walked in I seen our floor covered in red rose petals along with a few on our bed. A few candles that were lit throughout the room.

I felt one of Michael's arms wrap around me from behind, while his other one intertwined our fingers together.

Michael ever so lightly kissed my neck and I know where this is going. I most definitely do not mind.

"You are beautiful, in every single way." He whispers while slowly unzipping my dress. "There aren't enough words to explain how much I love you. There never will be." He slid the dress slowly down off of my shoulders letting it fall to the floor. "You are everything that I need and more." He unhooks my bra removing it from my body. "God knows my only true desires that I have for you. I can't wait for you to be my wife." He bent down removing my heels from my aching feet. He planted small kissing on the back of my thighs to before removing me from my panties. "I need you to be the mother of my children one day. None of those other female meet up to your expectations. Baby you are perfect. You are mine." He cups my breast in his hands, running his fingers over my now harden nipples.

My mind went back to the darkened stage again pushing away from him grabbing my blue silky robe putting it on.

"Did you cheat on me, Michael? Is this why you are doing all of this? Is it because you feel guilty?" I stared at him with my arms crossed. He didn't answer. He just stared at me looking guilty.

"Un-fucking-believable. No wonder you have been treating me like shit."

"It hurts that you would think I could ever do something like that to you."

"No, what hurts me more is that you got caught. You are standing there in denial. I mean seriously Michael.. you wouldn't have done any of this if you weren't guilty of doing something. If you hadn't come to my job today becoming jealous of someone who I don't even want."

"I didn't cheat on you! You should know me better than that. Well at least I thought you should. Fuck yeah I got jealous. Another man put his hands where it doesn't belong!" Michael sighed deeply before continuing. "You have to believe that I didn't cheat on you. You have been the only person that I have been with and had shared my firsts with. I don't want another girl. I want you. I want you, baby. I... Want... You..."

Michael walked over to me wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me into a sweet sensual kiss. Man I missed his lips.

I felt Michael soon after pull the silky strings undone easily taking my robe off of me. This man has too much clothes on. I began removing them from him. One by one. First his shirt. Gliding my hand from his chest to his stomach teasing him before I slipped my hand inside of his pants. He was already fully hard. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed him. I wanted him. I wanted him now!

I took his pants off along with his briefs earning a strained moan that was stuck in his throat.

He picked me up long enough to lie me down on the bed with him hovering over me. Michael nipped at my jawline, trailing kisses from my neck, to my chest, reaching my breasts. Michael, suckled on them giving both the same amount of attention before trailing kisses down my stomach, to my sex.

Michael made himself comfortable from between my legs. Michael dragged his tongue between my labia purposely avoiding my clit. Mmm I love this man. I love what he does to my body. Ever since high school.

I just about lost it when he formed his lips around my clit taking it fully into his mouth. I am so glad that we don't live in apartments. We would get so many filed complaints on us from me being so loud. I'm not going to lie and say that my man doesn't know how to make me feel good when he obviously works miracles on my body.

Michael tickled my entrance with one of his soft warm fingers before slipping it inside of my wet cave. He hummed in response against me which cause another big wave of electrical impulses spread throughout my entire being.

"Y-yeah, Michael... right there!" I dug my fingers into his soft curly hair holding him right there in place.

The speed of his finger increased causing the brim of my orgasm to reach its peak sooner. He made sure that he massaged my inner soft spot so perfectly good.

"Mhmm... don't stop.... fuck baby, please don't stop!" I whimpered. I was there. We both knew it. He soon after added another finger causing great pressure against my soft spot. My body tensed up. My legs started shaking. That all too familiar knot that was forming at the bottom of my stomach was forming.

"Baby... I'm cumming! Fuck I'm cumming!" That didn't stop him. He worked me even better causing my orgasm to be more intense. I exploded around his fingers. He kissed both of my inner thighs before kissing my swollen clit before leaning over me attaching his lips to mine. Forgetting to mention the fact that he was still fingering me but slowly.

He watched himself pull his fingers out witnessing strings of my cum connected to them. He put them in his mouth closing his eyes humming in satisfaction by my taste. He let go of his fingers making a popping sound from his lips connecting with mine so I could taste myself on his tongue.

I felt him place his tip at my entrance slowly entering me. I gasped because of the pain where it has been so long since the last time we had done this. Once he was fully in I felt my walls expand to its fullest. I missed him. I missed us being this close and intimate with each other.

"I love you, Pamela. More than you could ever possibly imagine." He slowly started thrusting in and out of me. "I know I make a lot of mistakes. I don't even want to fathom how I could eventually end up pushing you permanently away from me if I don't change. If I can't be the man that I want to be for you." He kissed me before finishing. "I promise from this day forward until the day we die that I will never hurt you again. You don't deserve to be treated horribly wrong. I'm going to prove and show that to you every second of every day." Then he kissed me with so much passion.

I wrapped my legs around him causing him to go deeper not getting enough of him. He soon started thrusting himself faster and harder against me causing me to whimper.

"Oh god.. I fucking love you too, Mikey. Holy fuck!" I yelped when he started slamming himself inside of me.

"A-am I hurting you?" He stopped looking straight into my eyes.

"No baby. In fact I want you to give it to me as hard and as fast as you possibly can give me. Please." He changed our position so that I was on my side facing him and he was facing me. He wrapped one of my legs around his waist entering me again.

"You want it hard and fast, baby?" I nodded. "I'll give you what you desire." He gripped onto my waist holding me down so he could give me what I asked for. And he did.

His hands soothingly rubbed up and down my back softly. Making me completely forget about the pain down below. I sure as hell won't be able to walk tomorrow. I clawed at his back weakly when my second orgasm was taking over my body. My legs were shaking. My heart was pounding. I couldn't think straight. Hell I couldn't even form words!

"B-baby... I-I'm.. gonna cum... please cum with me." I was there as was he. I came and then he did. He gave me a few long hard strokes before his body stiffened and I felt his member twitch before he coated my insides with his semen.

Our bodies were coated with sweat but that didn't phase us any. Not one bit. He didn't pull out of me until his member was so flaccid that it slipped out on its own.

He rolled over on his back bringing me with him and I craddled myself against him like a baby. He intertwines our fingers together before laying them on his chest.

It was silent for quite sometime until his beautiful soft manly voice spoke up. The voice that I fell in love with. That I keep falling in love with. Over and over again.

"I love you, baby. I have loved you every day for the past 4 years. I vow to love you forever." He said to me softly kissing my forehead.

"Michael, my love, I love you too. Forever." I kissed his chest before cuddling up to my big protective bear falling asleep.