A couple of hours later, Cole had me hauled up in bed and was currently trying to force-feed me some vile-looking vegetable noodle soup. "I don't want it." I croak with a grimace, and I turn my face away.
"Shayla, my mother said it's good for you and the baby. You have to drink a little, come on." Cole insists, and I wrinkle my nose in distaste but open my mouth and begrudgingly eat the soup. It didn't taste as bad as it smelt, but I still wasn't impressed.
Cole stayed by my side the entire time until I was feeling better. We watched films in bed; he even read me a book and played a song on his guitar. Save for our bickering, we almost felt like us again-- the old us back when we first met, and everything was a lot less complicated."Can I give you a lift home?" Cole offers the following day while I walk out of the bathroom. I shake my head and hold up my phone.
"Aimee is on her way," I reply with a shrug and force a smile on my face. "Thank you again for tak
“Cole, for the love of God, man, slow down,” I hear Josh groan as he holds the punching bag while I put my fist through it furiously. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”I ignore him and continue to plough my fist into the bag as hard as I could. My arms were aching, and my lungs burned, but I didn’t stop. “She’s in a relationship with him,” I mutter sourly, even saying those words left a bad taste in my mouth. “She can’t be in a relationship with him!” I growl, driving my fist into the bag hard. I feel the skin on my knuckles split in the gloves, but it didn’t phase me.Josh frowns, watching me, wincing every time I hit the bag, and it hit his chest, “Why can’t she be?”I stop and glare at him, “Because she can’t!” I gripe irately, and Josh sighs with a roll of his eyes.“Well, it seems she is, bro.” He states calmly. “What did you think was going to happen? You think she was going to wait around for you to get your head out of your arse forever?”“O
“Lamazee, I don’t know man, Aimee said it a class where pregnant women go to prepare for the birth or some shit,” Josh utters with a shrug, and I sigh. I should be with her doing all these things. God, I’m such an idiot.“Well, where is it? I told her I wanted to be a part of the baby’s life, and she’s still fighting me on it. She’s so fucking stubborn.” I groan, shoving my hand through my hair in frustration, and Josh shrugs, nodding in agreement.“It’s why you love her, my man,” Josh chuckles as he picks up his gym bag.“It’s truly bizarre because usually, you know the reasons why you love someone, right?” I utter, and Josh nods, watching me. “I can’t remember the reasons why I love her. I just know that I do, isn’t that strange?” I explain, looking down at my split knuckles, which were bleeding a little. “If she asks me why I love her, I wouldn’t be able to give her an answer,” I add as we walk out of the gym together.“It will come, brother, and if it
The following day, I made sure to look my best. If I was going to win Shayla back, she needs to know I’ve got my shit together. I wore my royal blue Hugo Boss suit with a crisp white shirt and blue tie. Hair styled, aftershave on, I felt better already. Shayla Hoult— prepare your heart because I’m coming for you. I slide my shades on and leave for the office.“Good morning, Mr Hoult.” Jenny, the receptionist, greets me as I walk through the lobby toward the elevators.I smile charmingly and nod, “Good morning Jenny.” I greet back and push the button to the elevator as I check my emails—invitations to various New Year’s Eve galas. I’ll pass. I’ve still got Christmas to get through, and the baby will be here by then. That reminds me, what am I going to get Shayla and the baby? Christmas is in six weeks. I make a mental note to plan something special for them.“Good Morning, Mr Hoult.” Jess greets me waiting by the elevators as she does every morning with my schedu
“Oh my God,” She whispers, looking over her diploma, her eyes filling with tears. “I can’t believe it. I mean, I knew it was coming but to actually have it, it doesn’t seem real.”I couldn’t contain my excitement for her. I grin proudly. “It is real. You did it, Shay, you worked hard and never gave up on your dreams, and the result is right there in your hands.” I tell her, reaching up and brushing her tears away. Shayla looks up into my eyes as I stroke her jaw. “You should be proud of yourself,” She smiles, and her whole face lights up.“Actually, we did it. You probably don’t remember, but I couldn’t have done it without you, Cole. You were honestly so supportive and helpful. You stayed up late nights helping me with assignments, and when I was ready to give up, you wouldn’t let me. You always reminded me who I am and kept me on track.” Shayla says with a sigh. “No matter what has happened between us, I want you to know that I’m grateful to you and all the opportuni
Ten minutes later, we are on our way to the hospital. Shayla called Janet, her midwife, who told her not to panic and come in right away. I look over at Shayla, who winces a little while she inhales and exhales slowly. “You okay, sweetheart?” Shayla shakes her head, closing her eyes.“I’m getting contractions.” She whispers, rubbing her stomach. I bite my lip, feeling so utterly useless. What the hell do I do? I’m trying so hard not to panic and stay calm for her, but I am freaking the fuck out inside. “I need to call my mum and the girls. The hospital bag, my medical file, it’s all at home.” Shayla explains, taking out her phone but stops when she gets another contraction. “Cole, please hurry.”“We’re almost there, baby, just a little bit longer.” I drive faster, and each time I hear Shayla whimper in pain, my insides clench tight. We finally get to the hospital, and they take her in right away and hook her up to a CTG machine that measures the baby’s heart rate and h
The words love at first sight didn’t mean much of anything to me until I laid my eyes on my daughter. My daughter. I have a daughter. How crazy is that? A couple of hours ago, she was inside me, and now she’s out and sleeping peacefully beside me. It was just like everyone said to me, she will heal all the broken pieces inside of you, and she has. The moment I held her, and she opened up those beautiful green eyes, my heart was captivated. There really is nothing more important to me than her. After her birth, we had to spend a week in hospital because she was born preterm, and the paediatricians wanted to keep an eye on her; however, she was absolutely perfect. She’s feeding well and gaining weight by the day. All her tests have come back clear, which meant we finally get to take her home.I jump awake when I hear Alaia fussing and see Cole was holding her against his chest, rubbing her back softly. He’s obsessed with her. You wouldn’t think this was the same man that said h
After dressing myself and getting Alaia ready and strapped in her car seat, we finally leave the hospital and head back to the apartment, much to Coles dismay.“Aww, here’s my princess.” Aimee coo’s when we walk into the apartment. She takes the car seat from Cole and sets it on the sofa. “Welcome home, baby girl.” Josh, Aimee, and Jo all gather around the baby as I watch them. Not even a week old and she’s already so loved by so many people.“Hey, I’m home too.” I voice put out, and the girls look over at me and wave before cooing over Alaia again.I hadn’t noticed I was crying until Cole lifts my head and brushes my tears away. “Hey, what’s wrong?”I shake my head, “Nothing, I’m just feeling overly emotional again.” I tell him, and he smiles and pulls me close hugging me. I lay my head on his chest and sigh, closing my eyes as he holds me tight. “I better go shower and get some rest while she’s asleep. Can you keep an eye on her while I shower? I won’t
“So, what is the deal with you two now?” Jo asks me quietly as she takes a bite out of her slice of pizza.I sigh and look over at Cole, talking with Josh. “I don’t know. He keeps saying he wants us to be a family and that he loves me, but I…” I trail off thoughtfully.“You’re scared he’s only saying that because of the baby,” Aimee finishes for me and I nod, closing my eyes. “Have you mentioned the divorce to him again?”I shake my head and look at her. “No, he keeps changing the subject whenever I try to bring it up. He’s refusing to give up on us, even though there hasn’t been an us for months now. It’s just not the same anymore.”Jo frowns, “Does that mean you don’t love him anymore?”“Of course I do, but my heart still wants the old Cole, and I know he’s not coming back,” I utter miserably while picking at my slice of pizza. “There are these moments where I feel like he’s back to himself again, but then he’ll look at me impassively, and it hit
Twenty minutes later, the house smelt sensational with home-cooked goodness. Cole strolls into the kitchen while his wife cooks pancakes. He wraps his arms around her from behind and kisses her pulse. “As good as this food smells, I can’t wait to eat you later,” Cole growls in her ear hungrily, making her grin. “Shh, baby, the kids are going to hear you,” Shayla whispers back, looking up at him, and he matches her grin leaning close. “They’re not even in here.” Cole chuckles, kissing her softly. Shayla wraps her arms around her husband’s neck and parts her lips when his tongue silently requests permission to meet her own. “Oh, barf. Mum and Dad are making out again.” RJ grumbles, walking into the kitchen, followed by Alaia, who grimaces as they take their seats at the dining table. Shayla and Cole laugh as they pull apart. “Now you know how we feel watching you slobber all over your little ‘friends’ you keep bringing over.” Alaia retorts, making air q
Sixteen years later…On a beautiful Saturday morning in the month of August, Shayla Hoult rolls over in the bed she shares with her gorgeous husband Tristan Cole Hoult and smiles contently. At the tender age of forty-six, he was still every bit as handsome as he always was. She lay on her side and admired him while he slept. He still looked the same—but older with fine lines that came with maturity, which made him even sexier. The stubble of his beard had specks of grey, which she loved.“Why are you staring at me?” Cole mumbles, his eyes still closed, causing his wife to start while she was lost deep in her thoughts. Shayla smiles, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly, and reaches over to brush her fingers over his cheek. Cole smiles, peels his eyes open, and blinks, looking at his beautiful wife smiling at him lovingly.“How long have you been awake?” Shayla giggles when he wraps his strong arm around her waist and drags he
I exhale slowly, and Cole sits up and turns the night light on, blinking a couple of times till his eyes adjust to the light. “My water broke,” I tell him, and he shifts and pushes the covers off himself and gets out of bed. I watch him walk around the bed to my side, and he takes hold of my hand to help me sit up.“Are you having contractions?” He questions, brushing my hair away from my face, and I nod. “What do you need me to do?”I exhale slowly when another contraction comes. I wait for it to pass before I speak. “Call my midwife, then my mum. Tell her I’m in labour, and we’ll drop Laia to her.” I instruct him, and he kisses my forehead before he grabs my phone. While Cole was on the phone, I take off my wet clothes and change into a pair of grey comfortable tracksuit bottoms and one of Coles oversized hoodies. The pain was getting worse by the minute, and I was worried we wouldn’t make it to the hospital. “Cole, we have to go. Like right now.” I whimper, and he l
“Shay.” I lift my gaze from staring at my huge baby bump and look at my husband, who rolls over when I turn the night lamp on. “You okay?” Cole questions drowsily, and I glower at him.“Why won’t this baby come out.” I hiss angrily, and Cole groans, leaning up on his elbow and looks at me, his green eyes narrowed.“Maybe he likes it in there and isn’t ready to leave just yet.” He smiles, rubbing my bump, and the baby squirms inside me at his father’s touch. My due date was six days ago, and this stubborn child is showing no indication of arriving anytime soon.“I’ve had enough.” I whimper, agitated. “I’m uncomfortable. I haven’t slept a wink in days, and I’m swollen like a beached whale. Look at me.” I complain, gesturing to myself, and Cole lets his eyes wander over me, and he smiles. “What are you looking at?”He blinks, bemused.“You just said—”“You get this baby out of me right now.” I huff, and Cole scratches his forehead, his brows fu
Shayla pulls back and looks up at me, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. “Did you...” She trails silently, asking me if I had something to do with her killing herself off, and I shake my head.“No, I had nothing to do with that. She obviously couldn’t handle being locked up. The warden did say girls like her are like fresh meat to a hungry lion.” I explain, brushing her tears away.“I did.” I turn and look at Sam, and Shayla frowns. “I may have visited the prison. A guard there is a friend of mine, and when he found out you were my sister, he did me a favour.” He explains with a shrug, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his jeans. “It wasn’t enough that she was locked away, I wanted her to suffer, so I had my artist friend paint a photo of you and Cole kissing on the wall opposite her cell, she’d be forced to stare at it, be reminded every second, of every day that she didn’t break you,” Sam tells her. Shayla pulls away from me and runs into her brother's arms.
“That was a great party. I’m a grown arse man, and I had a blast.” Josh chuckles, sitting back on the sofa, taking a sip from his beer. I smile and nod, looking over at my mother and Shay’s mother directing the kitchen's cleaning crew. Sam comes across with baby Trey in his arms and sits on the sofa with a tired sigh.“It really was. Shayla did a great job with organising everything.” I tell him, and Josh nods, looking over at the baby in Sam's arms.“How’s fatherhood treating you, bro?” Josh questions putting his beer bottle down and taking Trey from Sam.“Tiring man, but I wouldn’t give it up for the world,” Sam admits looking over at Trey curled up on Josh’s chest. “To think I was terrified of ever having one of those, now I can’t picture my life without him.”I smile in understanding. “Yeah, they really do change your life, especially if it's with the right woman,” I state, and both men nod in agreement.“I feel so left out. I can’t wait to hol
“Happy birthday, princess.” I croon, looking down at Alaia, who just rose from her sleep. She smiles up at me as soon as she sees me, displaying her two teeth. She’s always so happy in the morning, and this morning was no different. She’s just lying in her crib, kicking back with her hands behind her head. “Good morning, my sunshine.” I pick her up and kiss her cheek affectionately. “Is my baby girl one-year-old today?” We walk out of the nursery back to our bedroom, where Shayla was still asleep. “Let’s go wake up, Mummy,” I whisper, kissing her temple and smile when I see Shayla lying on her front, peacefully sleeping. I crawl up on the bed and lay Alaia down on her stomach, and she immediately crawls over to her mother. I lay on my side and watch as she makes cooing sounds, pressing her hand to Shay’s face, who stirs from her sleep and smiles.“Mm, good morning, birthday girl.” She sighs, lifting her arm and wrapping it around Laia, who tries to crawl over her. She looks o
We see Josh and Aimee in the waiting room, along with Jo’s father, “How is she doing? Any news?”Aimee shakes her head. “Not yet. We got here not long ago.” I sit beside her, and Cole walks over to Josh, talking to Jo’s dad, Phil. “Did you look in the mirror before you left the house?” Aimee grins, her blue eyes raking over me.“No, why?” I ask apprehensively and look down at myself.Aimee laughs, “You look fucked out, girl. You could have at least run a brush through your hair.” I stare at her dumbfounded and reach to comb out my hair with my fingers.“We left in a rush,” I whisper, unlocking my phone and loading up the camera. “Do I really look that bad?” I look at my reflection in the camera and gasp a little. My face was all flushed, my hair a tousled mess, my lips were swollen, and I had love bites all over my neck. “Oh shit.” I curse, pulling my hair over my shoulder to cover up the love bites.Aimee nudges me, grinning wickedly. When I look
Later that evening, Cole and I were sitting on our bed, me on my tablet and him on his, looking through emails. “Do you not think we’re going a little overboard with this birthday party?” I ask, looking away from the tablet to him, staring intently at a document on his device.“No,” Cole utters, typing away on the screen. “What my baby wants, my baby gets.” I frown.“Cole, she’s turning one, she doesn’t have a clue what she wants. She’s not even going to remember this.” Cole looks at me and shrugs.“She’s aware of more than you realise.” He replies, his brows lifting to his hairline. “Don’t you see the way her little face lights up when she sees Moana on the screen?” I smile and nod, “Or the way she sways side to side when she hears the song.”“That is adorable.” Cole nods, smiling, and leans over, puckering his lips for me. I lean in and kiss him softly.“Let’s give our baby girl the birthday she deserves.” Cole mumbles against my lips, and I grin