MIA:
"Hey, Lil," I said, feigning cheerfulness.
"MIA! What are you doing?" she said, surprised to hear my voice.
"Well, I was thinking of coming to visit you for a little while.
See you in your own element."
She didn't say anything right away. "Oh, well, I'm actually
going back to Europe, to see Tony and the guys."
"What about work?"
"I started a new job," she started. "At Rolling Stone."
"What happened to the TV job?" I asked, shocked at the news.
"I'm not good on the television. I'd rather be writing about
music anyways. You know I have always had a fetish for musical men."
I nodded even though she couldn't see that. "Right. Okay then,
never-"
"Why don't you join me? We can meet in Spain."
I smiled right away, "Sure, I'd love to. When are you arriving?"
"Tonight actually. You got me on my cell phone and I'm on my way
to the airport as we speak. I'm staying at Villa Real. When can you
get there?"
"I'll have my driver take me this afternoon. I'll be there
tonight for you."
"Great! I gotta go though; we just got to my terminal. I can't
wait to see you!"
I quickly threw clothes in my bags. I didn't pack a lot, I
doubted I would be away for very long.
I got to the hotel and met Lilly for drinks in the bar. I had
learned Spanish quickly since they are our immediate neighbors. I
ordered two beers. I had never really had beer before, but this trip
was going to be different from all of my other trips. I wasn't going
to be the Princess. I was going to be a normal twenty four year old
girl.
Tony came in on his own and surprised Lilly from behind. He
seemed surprised to see me, "Does Michael know?" he asked.
I shook my head, "No, I never thought to tell him."
"Well, he'll have to be surprised. Why don't you go up to his
room and wait for him?"
"Sure," I said, taking the hint that he wanted to be alone with
Lilly.
He told me what room Michael was in and gave me the spare copy of the
key. I walked into the room and realized how out of place Michael must
feel in the room. It was really girly with peach walls and everything.
I walked into the bedroom part and sat on his bed. I suddenly
felt really sexy, not aroused, but just sexy. Like a seductress.
I heard the door open and heard drunken laughter. He was making
out with some woman at the doorway. Perfect timing for me, huh?
I stayed on the bed, not knowing what else to do. They made
their way to the bedroom and she suddenly saw me. "Who are YOU?"
Michael looked over and the lustful beast he had been only
moments before turned into a tender lamb, "Mia!" he said, pulling away
from the woman. "Hey sweetie! When did you get here?" he asked,
genuinely happy I was sitting there.
Now it was the raven haired girls chance to be uncomfortable.
"Is this your girlfriend?" she demanded. "Because I am totally
okay with three ways."
My eyes became the size of baseballs. "Um, if you guys wanted to
do something I could just le-"
"No, no, don't be silly. When did you get here?" he asked,
ignoring the other girl.
"This evening. I met up with Lilly."
"Why didn't you call me? I would have met up with you earlier
rather than go to the club."
"Um, Hi, I'm Amy," the girl said, coming closer to me, putting
out her hand for me to shake.
"Hi, I'm Mia."
"Ohhh, this is the one you were talking about!" she said with a
wide goofy grin.
"Oh, sorry Amy. This is one of my best friends, Mia
Thermopolis," he said, using my regular old name. No one had called me
that in ages.
"Well, I can see that this love fest is just going to be for you
two so I'm gonna head out. Nice meeting you," she said nodding toward
me.
"Well?" he asked after she left.
"Well what?" I asked. I suddenly felt uncomfortable being in his
bedroom alone with him. Gone was the seductress feeling.
"What shall we do?" he asked mischeviously.
"I dunno. I-"
"We get Lifetime in English here," he offered, reaching for the
remote.
I smiled. He knew me too well.
"We will watch that," I decided. "How did you know it was in
English?" I asked.
He shrugged. "A guy does do some investigating.
"Oh really?" I teased.
"Go get your PJ's. We're gonna spend the night together. I have
so much to catch you up with."
I ran and got into my PJ's. Grandmere would be having a cow if
she saw me running around a five star hotel in my pajama pants and a
tank top. I hoped no photographers saw me.
We cuddled up into his bed and I soon fell asleep. He woke me
up though. "Mia?" he said softly.
"What?" I mumbled.
"You now have two options."
"What?"
"I sleep nude. No matter what. You can either leave right now,
or stay and deal with the nakedness."
I opted for the latter, only because I was utterly exhausted.
Not exhausted enough to fall back asleep though. I had only slept in
the same bed as a naked man once, and that was Michael.
I watched as he pulled off his jeans and boxers. I compared his
physique to that of Joshua's. They were very similar in build. Both
were tall and thin. Joshua has some muscle from his rugby days, but
Michael had the abs of a- a, I don't know who would have a good set of
abs.
I started thinking about Joshua right then. Something about
Michael made me think of the man I had lost. Now, I had never slept
with Joshua, but we had seen eachother's naked bodies before. When we
were on that mission in South America the showers were communal and I
had seen his tan body before anyone else's. We always found a way to
shower at the same time. Totally by luck, right? Ha!
Back then his body was at it's peak. He had just finished a long
season of rugby so all of his muscles were so tight. He had teased me
a little bit about my shyness of my body, but he never forced me to
show him all of me. All he got that trip was the backside, and a
little bit of the topside.
But we had been friends then. Just that. So what if after only a
week we had known about one another's birthmarks on our backs? Who
cared?
I suddenly remembered something about the first shower. When I
saw Joshua I had immediately been reminded of Michael.
The sheets were sticking to me like crazy. Michael pulled them
off. "Sit up," he ordered.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Take off your tank top. There's nothing there I haven't seen
before. Take off the pants, you have underwear on it's not a big
controversy."
He had a point. I'd be much cooler if I just wore the panties to
bed. But with him?
"I've seen more than that," he reminded me. My face turned red.
What would Joshua think of this? He would have NEVER suggested we
share a bed and be both practically naked.
"Maybe I ought to go back to my room?" I asked.
"No, don' be silly. Stay. We can talk."
And so I did.
MICHAEL:
She looked adorable laying in bed next to me. I had felt
terrible earlier with Amy and I walking in, but also relieved. I
didn't want to have guilt the next morning over anything I did with
Amy. I knew that Mia and I would never have any type of guilt between
us no matter what we did together
"Everything is just going so well," I said softly, staring up at
the ceiling.
"That's so great to hear," she said, laying on her side. "I'm
really proud of you."
"Were you and Lilly sharing a room?" I asked.
Her face moved away so I couldn't see. "Yeah," she said. I could
tell she was lying. She didn't cover up her nostrils.
"Oh really? What floor?"
"Fourth."
"So if I go into Tony's room?"
She laughed, "Okay, so you caught me in a lie. I have my own
room and she's with Tony. They are engaged you know."
"I know, I know, but still."
"You shouldn't be talking, mister. You were bringing some
strange girl into the room this evening. If I hadn't been here she'd
be in this bed at this moment being all giddy because she'd bedded a
rock star."
"I'm not a rock star," I protested. "Yet."
She smiled a mega watt smile. "Well, in any case. She'd be
totally naked and her clothes would be all over this very room."
"I'll have you know, I would make sure she was neat about
ravishing in the Michael Moscovitz aura."
She rolled her eyes and turned her face skyward. "You know, it
has been exactly one month since he died."
Moooood Killer!
"I'm sorry Mia, I didn't know."
"No, it's fine. I'm just thinking about what he's doing right
now. If he's watching me and if he's mad."
"Why would he be mad?" I asked.
"Because I am currently naked in bed with another man."
"You are not naked. I think one of the key components of
nakedness is being covered," I teased.
She smiled. "Well, do you think it's okay to lay naked with
someone only a month after the love of your life dies?"
"Mia, we aren't doing anything. It's hot out. Besides, it's
refreshing to sleep in the nude."
"Yeah, I guess."
I didn't tell her this, but I had never slept with Vicky nude.
She had always teased me about how skinny I was. The only person who
had seen me fully naked (except for my doctors and mother), was Mia.
And she didn't judge me.
She turned and put her head on my chest, "Good night Michael."
She may have fallen asleep but I didn't. I kept thinking of that
conversation with Joshua. How he said he had never gotten to feel her
cheek on his bare chest overnight. And here I was, a month after the
guy dies and I'm feeling the one thing he always wanted to with Mia. I
kissed the top of her head and tried to sleep.
"Hey, Lil," I said, feigning cheerfulness.
"MIA! What are you doing?" she said, surprised to hear my voice.
"Well, I was thinking of coming to visit you for a little while.
See you in your own element."
She didn't say anything right away. "Oh, well, I'm actually
going back to Europe, to see Tony and the guys."
"What about work?"
"I started a new job," she started. "At Rolling Stone."
"What happened to the TV job?" I asked, shocked at the news.
"I'm not good on the television. I'd rather be writing about
music anyways. You know I have always had a fetish for musical men."
I nodded even though she couldn't see that. "Right. Okay then,
never-"
"Why don't you join me? We can meet in Spain."
I smiled right away, "Sure, I'd love to. When are you arriving?"
"Tonight actually. You got me on my cell phone and I'm on my way
to the airport as we speak. I'm staying at Villa Real. When can you
get there?"
"I'll have my driver take me this afternoon. I'll be there
tonight for you."
"Great! I gotta go though; we just got to my terminal. I can't
wait to see you!"
I quickly threw clothes in my bags. I didn't pack a lot, I
doubted I would be away for very long.
I got to the hotel and met Lilly for drinks in the bar. I had
learned Spanish quickly since they are our immediate neighbors. I
ordered two beers. I had never really had beer before, but this trip
was going to be different from all of my other trips. I wasn't going
to be the Princess. I was going to be a normal twenty four year old
girl.
Tony came in on his own and surprised Lilly from behind. He
seemed surprised to see me, "Does Michael know?" he asked.
I shook my head, "No, I never thought to tell him."
"Well, he'll have to be surprised. Why don't you go up to his
room and wait for him?"
"Sure," I said, taking the hint that he wanted to be alone with
Lilly.
He told me what room Michael was in and gave me the spare copy of the
key. I walked into the room and realized how out of place Michael must
feel in the room. It was really girly with peach walls and everything.
I walked into the bedroom part and sat on his bed. I suddenly
felt really sexy, not aroused, but just sexy. Like a seductress.
I heard the door open and heard drunken laughter. He was making
out with some woman at the doorway. Perfect timing for me, huh?
I stayed on the bed, not knowing what else to do. They made
their way to the bedroom and she suddenly saw me. "Who are YOU?"
Michael looked over and the lustful beast he had been only
moments before turned into a tender lamb, "Mia!" he said, pulling away
from the woman. "Hey sweetie! When did you get here?" he asked,
genuinely happy I was sitting there.
Now it was the raven haired girls chance to be uncomfortable.
"Is this your girlfriend?" she demanded. "Because I am totally
okay with three ways."
My eyes became the size of baseballs. "Um, if you guys wanted to
do something I could just le-"
"No, no, don't be silly. When did you get here?" he asked,
ignoring the other girl.
"This evening. I met up with Lilly."
"Why didn't you call me? I would have met up with you earlier
rather than go to the club."
"Um, Hi, I'm Amy," the girl said, coming closer to me, putting
out her hand for me to shake.
"Hi, I'm Mia."
"Ohhh, this is the one you were talking about!" she said with a
wide goofy grin.
"Oh, sorry Amy. This is one of my best friends, Mia
Thermopolis," he said, using my regular old name. No one had called me
that in ages.
"Well, I can see that this love fest is just going to be for you
two so I'm gonna head out. Nice meeting you," she said nodding toward
me.
"Well?" he asked after she left.
"Well what?" I asked. I suddenly felt uncomfortable being in his
bedroom alone with him. Gone was the seductress feeling.
"What shall we do?" he asked mischeviously.
"I dunno. I-"
"We get Lifetime in English here," he offered, reaching for the
remote.
I smiled. He knew me too well.
"We will watch that," I decided. "How did you know it was in
English?" I asked.
He shrugged. "A guy does do some investigating.
"Oh really?" I teased.
"Go get your PJ's. We're gonna spend the night together. I have
so much to catch you up with."
I ran and got into my PJ's. Grandmere would be having a cow if
she saw me running around a five star hotel in my pajama pants and a
tank top. I hoped no photographers saw me.
We cuddled up into his bed and I soon fell asleep. He woke me
up though. "Mia?" he said softly.
"What?" I mumbled.
"You now have two options."
"What?"
"I sleep nude. No matter what. You can either leave right now,
or stay and deal with the nakedness."
I opted for the latter, only because I was utterly exhausted.
Not exhausted enough to fall back asleep though. I had only slept in
the same bed as a naked man once, and that was Michael.
I watched as he pulled off his jeans and boxers. I compared his
physique to that of Joshua's. They were very similar in build. Both
were tall and thin. Joshua has some muscle from his rugby days, but
Michael had the abs of a- a, I don't know who would have a good set of
abs.
I started thinking about Joshua right then. Something about
Michael made me think of the man I had lost. Now, I had never slept
with Joshua, but we had seen eachother's naked bodies before. When we
were on that mission in South America the showers were communal and I
had seen his tan body before anyone else's. We always found a way to
shower at the same time. Totally by luck, right? Ha!
Back then his body was at it's peak. He had just finished a long
season of rugby so all of his muscles were so tight. He had teased me
a little bit about my shyness of my body, but he never forced me to
show him all of me. All he got that trip was the backside, and a
little bit of the topside.
But we had been friends then. Just that. So what if after only a
week we had known about one another's birthmarks on our backs? Who
cared?
I suddenly remembered something about the first shower. When I
saw Joshua I had immediately been reminded of Michael.
The sheets were sticking to me like crazy. Michael pulled them
off. "Sit up," he ordered.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Take off your tank top. There's nothing there I haven't seen
before. Take off the pants, you have underwear on it's not a big
controversy."
He had a point. I'd be much cooler if I just wore the panties to
bed. But with him?
"I've seen more than that," he reminded me. My face turned red.
What would Joshua think of this? He would have NEVER suggested we
share a bed and be both practically naked.
"Maybe I ought to go back to my room?" I asked.
"No, don' be silly. Stay. We can talk."
And so I did.
MICHAEL:
She looked adorable laying in bed next to me. I had felt
terrible earlier with Amy and I walking in, but also relieved. I
didn't want to have guilt the next morning over anything I did with
Amy. I knew that Mia and I would never have any type of guilt between
us no matter what we did together
"Everything is just going so well," I said softly, staring up at
the ceiling.
"That's so great to hear," she said, laying on her side. "I'm
really proud of you."
"Were you and Lilly sharing a room?" I asked.
Her face moved away so I couldn't see. "Yeah," she said. I could
tell she was lying. She didn't cover up her nostrils.
"Oh really? What floor?"
"Fourth."
"So if I go into Tony's room?"
She laughed, "Okay, so you caught me in a lie. I have my own
room and she's with Tony. They are engaged you know."
"I know, I know, but still."
"You shouldn't be talking, mister. You were bringing some
strange girl into the room this evening. If I hadn't been here she'd
be in this bed at this moment being all giddy because she'd bedded a
rock star."
"I'm not a rock star," I protested. "Yet."
She smiled a mega watt smile. "Well, in any case. She'd be
totally naked and her clothes would be all over this very room."
"I'll have you know, I would make sure she was neat about
ravishing in the Michael Moscovitz aura."
She rolled her eyes and turned her face skyward. "You know, it
has been exactly one month since he died."
Moooood Killer!
"I'm sorry Mia, I didn't know."
"No, it's fine. I'm just thinking about what he's doing right
now. If he's watching me and if he's mad."
"Why would he be mad?" I asked.
"Because I am currently naked in bed with another man."
"You are not naked. I think one of the key components of
nakedness is being covered," I teased.
She smiled. "Well, do you think it's okay to lay naked with
someone only a month after the love of your life dies?"
"Mia, we aren't doing anything. It's hot out. Besides, it's
refreshing to sleep in the nude."
"Yeah, I guess."
I didn't tell her this, but I had never slept with Vicky nude.
She had always teased me about how skinny I was. The only person who
had seen me fully naked (except for my doctors and mother), was Mia.
And she didn't judge me.
She turned and put her head on my chest, "Good night Michael."
She may have fallen asleep but I didn't. I kept thinking of that
conversation with Joshua. How he said he had never gotten to feel her
cheek on his bare chest overnight. And here I was, a month after the
guy dies and I'm feeling the one thing he always wanted to with Mia. I
kissed the top of her head and tried to sleep.