"Michael? What can I do for you?" Silas asked as he gestured for Michael to come into his office the next morning.
Michael held his hand out and Silas shook it firmly. "I have something very important to discuss with you, Dr. Clay. It's about Kiki."
Silas's brow furrowed. "What do you mean? Is Kiki alright?"
Michael shook his head with a smile. "She's completely fine, sir. I promise."
"Silas, please." Silas said quickly. "Then what did you mean?"
"I'm not going to beat around the bush, Dr. Clay. I came here today to ask for your permission to marry Kiki. I love her, Silas. I don't ever want to lose her. I want to be forever by her side to support her and all of her dreams. I can't wait to love her for the rest of my days."
Silas smiled and ran a hand through his thick, dark locks. "Although there was a bumpy stretch, I couldn't think of a better man for my daughter. You absolutely have my blessing to marry my beautiful daughter."
Michael smiled like he had won the greatest prize in the world. "Thank you so much, Silas. I promise I will treasure every moment that Kiki and I share." Michael held out his hand, but much to his surprise Silas pulled him in for a hug, and clapped him on the back.
"Make her happy, son." He whispered gruffly and watched the future groom exit the office.
Michael exited the office feeling like a huge weight had been lifted. Silas agreed to let him marry his daughter. Now all that was left to do was finish inviting people.
Michael was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he had accidentally ran into Elizabeth.
"Whoa Michael, you okay?"
"I'm fine. In fact, I'm glad I ran into you."
"Really?" Elizabeth asked. "May I ask why?"
"I'm having a celebration tonight at the Metro Court. I'd like to invite you and Jason. It's a surprise."
"Oh," Elizabeth said with a smile. "We'd love to come, Michael. Thank you so much for inviting us."
"It wouldn't be complete without the two of you," Michael said with a smile. "If you'll excuse me…"
"Yes, yes. Go." Elizabeth ushered him off.
Michael strode away feeling confident. Everything was set for the night. The party was booked, the food was done, and he had the finest suite at the metro court reserved for him and Kiki for the 'after party'. He just truly hoped that she would say yes. He loved the girl with all his heart.
Hours later, Michael had a slick black tuxedo on and rolled up to Silas's apartment in a black stretch limousine.
With nervous excitement, Michael quickly made his way up to the door and timidly knocked on the door.
Kiki opened it and she took his breath away. She was wearing a slender royal blue evening gown with sequins in the bustier area. The dress stopped just above her knees and she smiled admirably at Michael as her eyes took in his elegant appearance.
"You look gorgeous, Kiki." Michael said with a grin on his lips.
"You don't look so bad yourself," Kiki grinned, and took his hand. "My dad said he would take his own car."
"Perfect," Michael smiled and brought Kiki down to the limousine. His smile grew wider when he heard her gasp.
"A stretch limo, Michael? What's the occasion?"
"It's a surprise," Michael smirked, opening Kiki's door for her. Michael slid in on the other side and grabbed the bottle of champagne from the ice bucket. "A glass of champagne?"
"Please," Kiki responded, eagerly taking the champagne flute. "So, we're completely alone in here?"
Michael nodded, clicking a button on the side of the vehicle, closing the divider. "Except for the driver, although he can't see or hear us now that this is closed."
"And the windows?"
"They're too darkly tinted for anyone to see inside the car." Michael answered, easing toward her.
"In that case," Kiki said, unbuckling her seat belt. "There's something I need you to help me with."
"And what would that be?" Michael asked as Kiki moved over to straddle him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Oh I think you know," Kiki whispered, nipping at his ear.
Michael groaned and pulled Kiki's lips toward his in a passionate embrace. Kiki reached between them and quickly unbuttoned the buttons of Michael's vest and shirt. Michael's hands gripped at the satin at her waist, moving up to unzip her dress.
Kiki leaned her head back when Michael moved his lips to her neck. She reached down to pull up her dress so she could ease herself on to Michael's erection.
"Oh god, Kiki, yes." Michael moaned into her neck, moving his lips down to suckle at her breast.
Kiki rode him against the seat, Michael matching her thrust for thrust. Each movement brought her closer and closer to her climax, Michael's suckling of her breast only bringing her closer.
"Yes, Michael, don't stop," Kiki whispered, her hands tangling in his hair.
Michael began to move faster and he knew she was close when he felt her walls clench around him. She came in a rush, her breath in pants.
Michael was still holding on, though.
"Please, Michael, come for me baby. I love you." Kiki moaned into his neck. Michael came with a gasp, exploding into her. Those three words were his undoing.
"I love you, too." Michael murmured, his head tilting back. "God I love you,"
Kiki slowly got off of him and began to smooth her hair with the hair care products she kept in her purse. "Can you zip me?" she asked, throwing a smile over her shoulder at Michael who was scrambling to button himself back up.
"As much as it pains me to cover you up, I would love, too." Michael said with a smirk, and did up her zipper with a quick flourish.
Michael tucked his shirt into his pants, retied his neck tie, buckled his belt, and smoothed down his shirt, vest, and closed the buttons of his tuxedo jacket.
"You wouldn't even guess at what we had just been doing?" Kiki said with a smirk as she looked herself and Michael over.
"Perhaps, but I'm sure the flush of our skin will hint at it." Michael responded.
"And the tiny lipstick stain at the top of your collar." Kiki added. "Sorry for that,"
Michael raised his eyebrows and pulled Kiki over to cuddle into his side. "And why would you apologize for that? I love people knowing that you're mine."
"Mine," Kiki echoed, loving the security of the word. "You're mine."
"Proud to be," Michael answered, pressing a kiss against her lips just as the vehicle came to a stop.
Michael exited the vehicle first and ran around to open Kiki's door for her. Michael took a deep breath as he was opening it.
This was going to be a big night.