His Beautiful Addiction

\'\'Come outside, I\'m waiting for you. \'\' 

Before Diana could say a word, the person on the other side beat her to it and that instant, sleep flew from her eyes.

Michael…

 She had been worried shitless since he was called for investigations immediately after Liam and Catherine\'s death.

She wanted to go see him but Nicklaus had advised her not to because of the media. She was famous and it was going to cause an uproar if she was seen with him, so she held herself.

She had been checking online for news of him but after the death of Douglas, the reporters stopped with the articles on him and went on to the juicer topic. 

She was sleeping when she heard her phone ring from beside the bed. Groggily, she answered the call without checking who the caller was, and that was when she heard the voice she had been longing to hear for days now.

\'\'Mi… Michael… \'\'

Diana jumped up on the bed and peeked at her phone, her eyes widened, it was him;

\'\'Michael, how are you, did they hurt you? \'\' she had a trillion questions on the tip of her lips as she ran towards the front door without her slippers;

\'\'Yah, come outside and see for yourself, it\'s chilly here, hurry before I freeze… \'\'

Before he could complete his sentence, the front door slammed open and Diana ran out, her feet stopped when she saw him, she watched him hesitatingly and suddenly she ran to him and hugged him;

Michael was shocked; they saw a few weeks ago, why was she acting like he was just coming back from the land of the dead.

\'\'Do you know how worried I was? You should have called me! \'\'

Diana scolded him as she slapped his chest lightly;

\'\'Sorry, I didn\'t have your number, I\'m sorry for making you worry. \'\'

\'\'Did they hurt you? Are you hurt anywhere? \'\' She asked, her hand searching his face seriously. Michael shook his head;

\'\'No, they just detained me to be sure I didn\'t kill them because I\'m the next in line to inheriting everything she owns, but they let me go after the evidence of Douglas\' hand in Nicklaus\' accident was exposed and his suicide. \'\'

Diana sighed; \'\'thank goodness. \'\'

Diana smiled, and that was when she realized she was still holding him tight, quickly she released him.

\'\'Oh, sorry; \'\' she was embarrassed but that embarrassment was nothing compared to what she felt when she found out she was not wearing anything on her legs.

\'\'Oh, it seemed you were in a hurry. \'\' Michael said when he saw her legs. Diana\'s face turned beet red; his words looked plain but it was very ambiguous, and with the grin on his lips, she knew what he meant.

Diana turned instantly and started walking into the house;

\'\'Come inside, it is cold outside. \'\'

Michael held in his chuckle as he let her heal from her embarrassment. Diana locked her door and swallowed;

He must be thinking she was so worried and thinking about him that she couldn\'t even wear her slippers as she ran out to meet him.

She felt like hitting her head against the wall, but suddenly her eyes flashed at the clock and she grinned; it seems she wasn\'t the only one itching to see each other.

\'\'Uh, it\'s past twelve, why are you here so late? \'\'

Michael who was enjoying watching her red face swallowed as his eyes lifted to the tall wall clock. Did he just drive all the way from the police station immediately after he was released to her house?

He gulped; \'\'uh… that is… \'\'

\'\'It seems you were in a hurry too. \'\' Diana grinned as she stared at him.

Michael coughed, his ears turning red; \'\'I didn\'t realize it was so late, \'\'

\'\'Ah, okay. Since it\'s late, why don\'t you stay the night and go tomorrow, or do you want to drive back? \'\'

She asked and he shook his head;

\'\'No, it\'s fine. I can stay here. \'\'

Diana nodded; she was glad that he wanted to stay with her.

\'\'Have you had anything to eat yet? \'\' She asked and Michael felt his stomach churn;

He was hungry;

\'\'No, I haven\'t, and I\'m so hungry. \'\' his hands went over his belly. He didn\'t even think about food as he raced to her house. Even though he didn\'t want to admit it, he knew he had come because he missed her. 

\'\'Okay, you can wait here; let me quickly get you something to eat. \'\'

Diana smiled and walked off to the kitchen but she was surprised when she saw Michael following;

\'\'Wait in the parlor; \'\'

\'\'I\'ll be lonely, let\'s prepare something together; \'\'

He said and she smiled.

It was very late, so they prepared salad, the kitchen was quiet, and only the sound of plates was heard, they weren\'t talking but it wasn\'t awkward, it felt refreshing.

\'\'I missed you; \'\' Diana would have thought she heard things if she did not see him smiling at her;

Michael scratched his head; he wasn\'t used to being this soft.

\'\'I missed you that\'s why I came all the way here as soon as I got released, did you think about me? \'\'

Diana stared at him for a moment and then she nodded;

\'\'A lot \'\'

The smile on his lips warmed her heart.

\'\'Me too, I regretted why I didn\'t memorize your number. \'\'

Diana laughed; they weren\'t dating but why was she feeling like a girlfriend who just reunited with her boyfriend after a long while.

\'\'Say, are you free tomorrow, I want to take you somewhere.\'\'

Diana smiled but she shook her head; \'\'No, \'\'

\'\'Oh; \'\' she saw the disappointment written on his face and she chuckled;

\'\'But I\'m free on weekends if that is okay with you. \'\'

Michael\'s face lit up; \'\'yeah, yeah it is. \'\'

Diana blushed and turned away; \'\'so where are we going?\'\' she asked;

\'\'It\'s a surprise. \'\'

…

\'\'Sir, you have a package; \'\' 

The president\'s secretary walked in after he had waved him in. He walked to the table and placed the envelope in front of him. 

\'\'Mm, I\'m not expecting any package, did you check it? \'\' 

\'\'\'Yes sir, it\'s safe. \'\' 

He noded and tore it open, putting his hand in, he took out the pictures inside of it