michael jackson had me breathless part20-23

Part Twenty
He held me there for a few moments, and then sighed into my hair. “Girl, I gotta get ready.” He kissed the juu of my head. I pulled away from him and climbed off the bed. “Ok, Michael. Let’s get this over with.” I gave him a small smile. “Aw come on, it ain’t that bad.” He consoled. “Just go downstairs, and everybody will be waiting for you, if my timing is right.” He looked at the clock –it read 1:30. “Yup, let’s get wewe down there. I have to go up and get my things together.” He pushed me gently towards the door. He patted me on the behind. “Go get em’ girl.” He alisema with a wink. I was surprised at his nerve. He just smiled and walked up the steps. I gritted my teeth as if prepared for war, and walked downstairs to meet “the troops”. I made my way downstairs, half expecting to see a general and his army dressed in full military regalia. Instead it was Bill and what looked to be a small part of his security team. As I walked into the room, Bill noticed my relieved expression. “It’s ok honey; I’ll make this quick and painless.” He gave me an easy smile and beckoned me to his side. “Now these are some of my security team, get to know their faces, as they will be accompanying wewe and Michael to the awards.” He pointed to each man and alisema their names. “This is Sal, Henry, Juan, and Jim. They will be with wewe every step of the way but wewe have to do your part.” He looked at me sternly, and counted off on his fingers. “That means: no risky behavior, songesha when they tell wewe to move, no dawdling, and please don’t wander off. Got it?” I silently nodded my head. He guided me over to the living room kitanda and I sat. The guys all followed and milled around; Bill kneeled before me. “Now, I just want wewe to be prepared. Many people will be jostling wewe trying to get to wewe and Michael. It can be a little scary –being your first time.” I plastered a smile on my face. “Uh, don’t worry –as a journa