I raise up so I am in a sitting position, and give him a weak smile. ‘’You don’t look so good.’’ “I just dropped by. I don’t want to mess up his schedule. But I went to the doctor, and it wasn’t anything good.” I say, keeping my eyes down so I don’t see the disappointment in his eyes. I bite my lip, trying to stop myself from crying, but right now I feel like a failure for not being able to carry our child into this world. I can feel that I am on the verge of a breakdown at any second now and with Asher standing before me, I won’t be able to hold it back. He gently holds me by the shoulders then lets go and goes into a stooping position so we are now at eye level. ‘’Sir, your two o’clock came early.’ His assistant says. Asher doesn’t take his eyes off me when he says. “Give us a few minutes. I need to talk to my wife. Better yet, pass them over to my father.” “Of course.” My eyes meet hers, and she gives me a small smile. “Millie, are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” Asher
I sit in the back, worrying about all this. I have grown so attached to my unborn child; It excited me to feel that first kick and find out about the sex. Now, I get the worst news ever, I might lose my baby. My lips tremble and I cry about what is going to happen. “Millie, please don’t cry. We will work something out. I’m sure at St Andrew’s they can figure something out.’’ I gaze out the window. ‘’And what if they don’t? The longer I wait to do this, the more I am risking myself.’’ ‘’You will be fine, and so will the baby. We aren’t sure what is really going on. The doctor today could be wrong. Let’s see what they say tomorrow.’’ I give a nod because I am too choked up to speak. I don’t think I can bear to hear Asher be this optimistic. I am a mess. My heart is clenching and I can’t think right. I take a struggled breath, and Asher glances at me through the rearview mirror. ‘’You are not alone in this. I hate this is happening. I am sad actually because I don’t know what I wil
After eating a peanut butter and bacon sandwich, thanks to my cravings. I move on to eating spaghetti and meatballs. Asher is watching me and I wonder what he is thinking. ‘’I’m going to my study. If you need anything don’t be afraid to call.’’ He gives me a quick kiss on the lips, but it is still enough to make my toes curl. Out of impulse, I hand onto the collar of Asher’s coat and pull him into a deeper kiss. Asher chuckles and kisses me back. My eyes slide close as he leans down and matches my pace. I soon forget the food, now hungry for him. I get off my seat, which causes us to get better angles of each other's lips, which molds together. I tilt my head to the left so Asher can kiss me longer, and he does with slow, soft kisses. I feel my heart hammering in my chest, just like all the other times we have locked lips. My hands find his wrists because I feel weak in the knees. He supports me with his strong body, then he pulls away from me. He gives one of his famous sexy s
As Millie sits beside me, she bounces her leg up and down out of nervousness. I rest a hand on her knee in an attempt to help calm her down, but she only starts bouncing the next leg. ‘’What is taking so long?’’ she asks. ‘’He is dealing with another patient and will be with us soon,’’ I tell her. As we sit on the spacious couch, Millie leans over so her head is resting on my shoulder. I take her hand in mine, while offering her comforting words. I notice that she hasn’t touched the power aid I got her. She only played with the cap by running her nails against it. Which makes a sound that is slightly annoying. I don’t have in it me to tell her that or to stop. I know that she is trying to find comfort and this is a way of getting that. ‘’Millie Thomas?’’ a doctor calls. I help Millie up and walk over to where the man in his white coat stands with a clipboard in hand. ‘’My name is Dr. Gladstone.’’ He introduce, and after shaking hands, he leads us to his room. ‘’It says here o
“My head is spinning so much,” Millie whispers, her voice barely audible. ‘’This entire thing is just crazy and the funny thing is that I think I know who was drugging me.’’ ‘’But we don’t know for sure if someone drugged you. You could have mistakenly taken those pills,’’ I tell her. Millie shakes her head. ‘’I never take pills before, ever. So I do believe this is Dovey’s doing with Mara’s help.’’ I nod, almost forgetting about what she told me her employee had done. ‘’Now that you say it, I think she might have been the one.’’ ‘’But I don’t get why that doctor told me I have something I didn’t. And it was as if she was forcing me to do the treatment.’’ I glance at Millie. ‘’What hospital did you go to?’’ ‘’West Memorial. It was closer to work.’’ ‘’Who was the doctor?’’ ‘’I think her name was Mikki or something like that.’’ I grip the steering wheel at that name. ‘’Millie, did she do anything else or say anything that didn’t have to do with the medical checkup?’’ I ask, tr
‘’Is Mara here yet?’’ I ask as I enter the bakery the very next day. ‘’You fired her…’’ Tessann says. ‘’I know, I called her for something.’’ ‘’Oh, are you giving her her work back?’’ Tessann asks. ‘’When she gets here, tell her to come to my office.’’ I go to my office and set up the mic on my desk as the officer said I should do. I seat about to do payroll, but before I can start, Mara knocks on the door. ‘’Close the door behind you,’’ I tell her. ‘’What is this about?’’ she asks. ‘’I just want to ask you something.’’ Mara folds her hands over her chest. ‘’You called me here to waste my time.’’ ‘’If that is how you see it, but I just want to understand why you were working with Dovey. You even drugged me.’’ ‘’I never drugged you!’’ ‘’Stop the bullshit!” I yell back. Mara gives me a hard look. ‘’I know you drugged me, and if I hadn’t fired you, it would have gone on for much longer and my baby would have died.’’ The corner of her mouth turns up. ‘’Yes, laugh, but do y
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I wake up to my side of the bed being wet and a slight discomfort. I touch Asher to wake him up, he makes a groaning sound and rolls over. ‘’Asher wake up!’’ I slap his arm. ‘’What?’’ ‘’My water just broke.’’ ‘’Are you sure?’’ ‘’Well, I didn’t piss the bed.’’ He gets up and makes a call. I get up as well, but the pain gets more intense when I do and I give a cry. ‘’Ok, the driver is coming.’’ I manage a nod. ‘’Do you want to dress up or get to the hospital like this?’’ ‘’I don’t care, just get me there.’’ One of the maids comes and helps me down the stairs and outside, while Asher gets the bag and all the other stuff I need. When in the car, I can hear Mr. Thomas on the other end, asking if he needs to be there. ‘’No, dad. We have this under control.’’ Mr. Thomas voice comes again, wishing me good luck and I groan instead of saying thanks. Because what luck did I need when I’m in this much pain, maybe for a safe delivery but right n
I try to hold back my tears as I take a shower and worry about my baby, when I gave the final push, I didn’t hear her crying and a doctor rushed out with her. The only explanation I got was that she was blue and need to be placed in intensive care. I feel Asher’s hand on my back. ‘’Everything will be fine, just trust the doctors.’’ I nod but couldn’t find my voice. ‘’Think of something that makes you happy.’’ And there is one thing I could think of. ‘’I can’t believe you fainted.’’ I give a little laugh. ‘’We never speak of this,’’ he says. I give another laugh. ‘’But said to think of something that will make me happy.’’ ‘’Not at my expense.’’ I get out of the shower and Asher wraps the towel around me, I kiss his lips. ‘’Right now, I choose to laugh at you.’’ He groans. ‘’I have a feeling that I won’t live this down any time soon.’’ ‘’No.’’ I shake my head while getting dressed but paused from the pain. When I am done, Asher pulls me closer to him. ‘’Thank you.’’ ‘’For
Asher lustfully licks at my skin. When he quickens his pace just a fraction, I suck in a breath of air. “Shit.” “You’ll come again.” “Always giving orders,” I murmur, all my focus on the spot where we become one. “It wasn’t an order, Millie, just pointing out the obvious.” He buries his face in my neck and pinches my nipple, his thrusts uncompromising. I release something between a gasp and a groan. God, the strength of him holding me, it is just as powerful as his Thrusts. I loosen my hold on his wrist and splay my hand on top of his, silently telling him I want more pressure. “I’ll bruise you,” he whispers. “I want you to,” I whisper back, turning my head and pressing my forehead against his hot throat. “Why?” “I want everything from you, Asher, everything and more. I want you to leave a mark on me.” It is nothing more than a breathy statement that has a double meaning as I realize I am seconds away from another orgasm. “Open your mouth,” he orders, moving his head bac
The second his lips gives mine a break, Asher goes for my ears, licking and nipping his way down my throat to my boobs. I arch my back, offering myself to him. He latch onto my nipple with his mouth and start sucking with deep, sensual pulls as his other hand moves to caress and knead the other, getting it ready for the same treatment. I let my head drop back and tangled my fingers through his hair, gripping tight. My heart feels like it is beating in my throat, my pulse all over the place. There is one thing I am sure of: I would never forget Asher and his touch in this lifetime. When he sucked my nipple into his mouth deeper and harder than I am expecting him to, I have to steady myself with one hand curling around the hard muscle of his shoulder as I try my very best to catch my breath. Never in my life have I come from just that, but I am surprisingly close. “Asher,” I murmur on an exhalation as he hum and sucked my nipples, sending electricity all over my body. I am not sur
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
He also kisses me. I don’t know why I am so surprised, but he kisses me so many times. Every time he leans forward and I feel his lips moving against mine, asking for entrance, my heart lose its steady rhythm and I felt excitement bubbling up inside me, the kind of excitement you don’t know how to hold in, an excess of happiness. I love it. I completely fell for him, I don’t know when but here I am acting like a shy little school girl to a man I am already married to. But this is the most perfect date I’ve ever had in my life. My husband is perfect. With all his arrogance and prickliness, Asher, the once player is perfect for me. He isn’t what I have had in mind or even what I have wanted for myself, but he is perfect and already mine, truly mine. There is no doubt of that in my mind. ****** I wake in the middle of the night, finding Asher spooning me. I guess things are back to normal for us, the first two to three weeks after giving birth he would act as if I have the plague.
I sit down, and he takes his spot across from me. He looks at me for a long moment before he let out a long breath. “You take my breath away, Millie Thomas.” There goes my own breath. That is as real and as perfect as it gets. “Is this one of those times?” “Yes.” Clearing my throat, I lean my elbows on the table and rest my head on my hands. “That’s a good start. Keep going.” He smiles then his eyes slowly drops to my boobs. ‘Finally!’ I thought. “I thought I told you to cover yourself up, head to toe.” “And I listened to you,” I agree easily. “I wore my coat, my scarf, my gloves, my beret. I wore everything I could wear.” “Nice try,” he counter, shaking his head. “It’s freezing out there, you’re going to get sick.” “I won’t. It’s all cozy and warm and perfect in here.” A kid who barely looks sixteen drops off our menus, cutting into our conversation. I drop my elbows from the table and start checking out the options. The kid next to us is chattering away and making
“Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” “Okay. Promise I won’t be long. You can keep the maid’s company.” “Yes. How did I not think of that? I’ll just go do that.” When I can’t see him anymore, I shout after him from my perch on the stairs. “What should I wear? What kind of date is it?” “It’s a date—what else do you need to know? And I don’t care what you wear as long as you cover yourself up, neck to toe.” I do exactly that. I wear a red dress that isn’t too flashy. Short sleeves, open V neck, a relax fabric that gently hugs both my boobs and my hips and ends just above my knees. I quickly dry my thick hair and straightened it. I do my makeup, focusing heavily on the eyes. I wear my thick black coat and wrap my scarf around my neck, also donning my black leather gloves. Grabbing my cream ribbed beret from the top shelf of my closet, I put it on my head and walk out of the room in a hurry. I can’t exactly run yet because too much movement still caus
THERE iS a small knock on the door before it cracks open. “Millie?” ‘’Why are you knocking? We sleep in the same room.’’ I narrow my eyes. Then again, if you don’t want to have sex with me don’t come in,” I warn the only person who could be knocking on the door. Despite my warning, he opens it and stands there in all his glory. Same suit, same everything, face and frown and all. I stand there in my thankfully matching green bra and panties. I am standing with the towel in my hands, and I keep standing there as his hungry eyes takes in every inch of my half-naked body. I have hips now, but I like them. I like that there is more curve to me, a curve that love the touch of his hands. My boobs are much bigger from giving birth, but Asher doesn’t seem to mind. I’ve never been happier to have almost C cups now as I’ve been when I caught his eyes on them a time or two. In any case, we stand just like that, him in the doorway with eyes glued to me, me in the middle of the room with my b
“That word, babe just about killed me, Asher.” “You’re trying to distract me,” he mutters, and I smile because it is exactly what I am doing and it is working perfectly. I tilt my head to the side and take a big breath before going in again. No one had ever kissed me like Asher does, sure it hadn’t been much guys who have had the pleasure to search my mouth with their tongue, and I don’t think I ever want to find out if there is anyone else out there who could. “Why would I do that?” I whispers, my lips still touching his. I bite my lip. “Don’t get angry, I’m not saying we should act on it, but I really want you, Asher. Just so you know, it has been two months since I had our baby. I am so horny for you, I need to feel you again.” I feel his smile against my mouth and then his warm chuckle. The sound makes my heart sigh in happiness. “Really? I had no idea. You only say and text it every day, a couple times a day.” “And you never say it, or text it, or do it.” “Because I can