(Jessamine’s POV)“We should stop,” I whispered but tilted my head, giving Aiden better access to my neck.“Yeah,” he agreed in his husky voice but continued to nibble my skin. “Are you tired already?”I didn’t know if he was teasing me, but I realized it was too late to act like I didn’t want what we were doing. We had just descended from the heaven we created, and we were still panting and catching our breath, proof that we had exploded after our intense union. In his case, once and twice for me.“No, but…” I closed my eyes, biting my lips to stop myself from moaning.Aiden playfully bit my earlobe, making me forget what I had to say. All I knew was that we had to stop our insanity of touching and kissing each other. As if he could read my mind, my best friend eased back and smiled charmingly while gazing at me.“What should we do now, Jess?” He asked, his fingers trailing my cheek.Whether it was love or desire overflowing across his face, still, it made me guilty for hurting him.
(Jessamine’s POV)“Oh, come on, Jess,” Aiden sighed desperately, following me toward the kitchen. “Tell me, what’s option four?”Deborah stopped pouring the banana and apple smoothies into the tall glass and glanced at me. Her arched eyebrows asked me in silence what it was about.“What’s option four?” Xavier asked, placing another glass on the table. “And why aren’t you ready yet? I thought we’re leaving early today?”“I’m not telling you the last option,” I smirked, glancing at our puppy.There was no option four because I had not thought of it yet.Charlie’s eyes were on me while he chewed the slice of apple they gave him. If dogs talk, he would probably tell them we usually leave at nine or ten in the morning for work. We were supposed to be on our morning walk, but I broke our schedule because Aiden and I spent more time for ourselves.Deborah wrinkled her nose, turning her head to her sides, then sniffed. “Did you smell that, Hon?”Xavier lifted his head, walking around the kitc
(Jessamine’s POV)If I had to define shadow, I would say one word.Aiden.He had followed me the whole morning, staying by my side, especially whenever Luke was there to ask or talk to me about the applicants or suppliers. Although he looked annoyed sometimes, our hardworking manager was thankful Aiden was there because decisions were made immediately without waiting a day or two for his answer.It was eleven in the morning, but this was not the usual… typical workday I had because Deborah and Xavier were there, working on the papers. They would usually spare their time on the weekends. Today, we were all at the restaurant, claiming tables as our space to work.Luke was near the entrance, talking to the last applicant. Deborah and Xavier shared the table next to mine. My friend had her eyes on the laptop, comparing the figures on the receipts and slips of expenses while her fiancé was checking the requirements submitted by our newly hired employees. Although Aiden was working at the
(Aiden’s POV)“Please, Honey, hand me my purse. I need my pain reliever for my headache,” Deborah grunted, slumping on the couch as we reached The House.Or home, in my case.Whether she was pretending or not, I knew that her headache had something to do with Jessamine and me. The lunch was a success. World peace and balance happened because I did my very best to keep my mouth shut, but as soon as Luke returned to the office, I could not help bringing up the ‘Cordelia’ topic.“Why are you so interested in Cordelia?” Jessamine glowered, her nostrils flaring in anger as she stepped into the living room.“That should be my question, Jess,” I growled, ignoring Xavier, who was raising his hand as if he was to recite in class. “What’s with Cordelia?”She sneered, which annoyed me more, but she did not answer my question. “What’s with the new bed?” She asked instead.I arched my head, growling and clenching my fists while cursing inwardly.“See?” Jessamine sat beside Deborah, and suddenly sh
(Aiden’s POV)Tap. Tap. Tap.Sasha looked my way, but I must say, she must have been used to the sound of my fingers tapping my table. It had been like that for a while. As she told Aaron once, I was there with them physically, but mentally; I was off somewhere. Back to Carterville. To Jessamine.Naomi was like an enchantress carnivorous plant, seizing me and using the baby as an excuse to trap me. Dad was not precisely bothered about me being gone. As Paige described it, he was ecstatic because the stock prices went up and boosted sales. He was happier, acting like a proud grandfather but looking more like the child’s biological father.How long had it been since I left Carterville?How long had I been sitting in my office, my state-of-the-art workspace, without doing anything? I knew Sasha was there, moving around the room as always and asking me about work-related matters. She and Aaron told me I was worse than my AI programs because I was hardly myself since I decided to return… t
(Aiden’s POV)Sasha and I were ahead, running on the long hallway of the hospital, going to the delivery suite, while Aaron walked at a fast pace, careful not to trip because he was carrying their daughter, Cara. I had been to this hospital once, but because I was nervous, it took me a few wrong turns in the hallways.“This is a small hospital, for Christ’s sake!” Sasha snarled, glaring at me.Aaron chuckled, grabbing her hand. “This way, Sweetheart. And please… calm down. Especially you, Adam.” He cleared his throat. “I mean, Aiden.”“My brain’s not functioning!” I hissed angrily, following them. If only Sasha could listen to my heartbeat, she would hear my heart thumping hard, making my chest ache and my ears deaf. The long ten hours of flight were not enough to calm me. The thoughts of Jessamine giving birth without me on her side distressed me.I did not ask Aaron how he managed to find another private jet. He must have known that the long wait at the airport to ride a commercia
(Aiden’s POV)It was the most beautiful sight I had today, seeing Jessamine with Kyle in her arms and breastfeeding him. My best friend glanced at me and smiled, and then she gazed lovingly at our little angel.“Look at your two daddies,” she murmured, her eyes sparkling with bliss as she looked briefly at Xavier and me.The smile curved on her lips, and the sparkle in her eyes told me she was very happy.Xavier and Aaron were seated beside me, sandwiching me between them on the couch. Xavier’s eyes were on Deborah as she arranged the flowers and balloons in the nearby dresser. Mine was on Sonia. Seeing her talking gently to Jessamine was alien to me.“I think… she’s possessed,” Xavier muttered under his breath jokingly.“A baby can change everything,” Aaron smiled, tilting his head and looking at me worriedly. “Two daddies?” He raised his eyebrows.“It’s a long story. You should have seen the shock on Sonia’s face when Mr. Douglas said he was the father. He was joking, of course, but
(Aiden’s POV)“As soon as possible,” I answered.“We don’t have plans yet,” Jessamine said at the same time I spoke.My tongue retreated to my throat, and I frowned at my best friend. Jessamine’s cheeks turned crimson when our eyes met, and despite her mother’s presence, she glowered at me. When I raised my eyebrows, she lowered her head, grazing Kyle’s mittens and pretending to check on them.“Hmp!” Sonia snorted.“Umm…” It was all I could say when I turned to her.Sonia arched her brows, looking at her daughter and then at me.“Which one, Aiden? You have my approval now, so what’s stopping my daughter?”I pressed my lips tightly, thinking carefully of the best answer. Kyle must be the reason for changing her mind, and it was an opportunity not to miss out. This miracle should have happened before Naomi gave birth, a favorable circumstance for my father, who pestered me every day into marrying her. I cleared my throat, glancing at Aaron and Xavier, hoping they had an answer to Soni
(Aiden’s POV) Two years later… “Go!” Deborah chuckled and gestured her hand, telling me it was okay to leave. “We’ll bring Kyle to the hospital later,” she promised. I nodded, picking up the bag Jessamine and I prepared last night. I walked toward the couch, kissed my son, sleeping soundly on the seat, and patted Charlie’s head. He wagged his tail but didn’t bother to follow me. Kyle and Xyla had become his new best friends. Wherever they were, he would be there. Xavier brought Deborah and their daughter, Xyla, last night when Jessamine told them she was in labor. I didn’t know if it was because Jessamine was carrying our second child that everyone seemed relaxed. Only I was panicking, unsure what to bring or how to take my wife to the hospital. “We have a driver, Aiden. Why are you panicking?” Jessamine asked calmly last night as she climbed the bed. Benedict and Xavier raised the same question. Perhaps it was not the reason why my heartbeat was pounding fast. I would love to h
(Aiden’s POV) “I don’t know, Aiden,” Jessamine murmured sadly. “You love lying to me.”I shook my head and lifted my hand, gently wiping the tears on her cheeks. “I was honest when I told you I broke up with every girlfriend I had in the past, including my engagement to Naomi. Our dads set our marriage up, not me.”If I had to choose freely whom I wanted to be with for the rest of my life, Naomi would never be on my list. She was part of my rebellion, which I regretted when she got pregnant.“Eliza,” The tears streamed down my face as I struggled to speak through the lump in my throat.My heart ached for the little one when I heard her call Jessamine ‘momma’. Eliza didn’t deserve a mother like Naomi. I opened my mouth to explain but closed it again. “You named her after your grandma’s name,” she said.I shook my head. “She named her after my grandma’s name. Not me,” I corrected.If only Jessamine knew how we fought that day but gave in because Naomi was still weak in the hospital.“
(Jessamine’s POV) “Ha! Ha!” I raised my eyebrows and glared at Aiden. “You know what? It’s too late for that. Whatever you want to say, I don’t care.”I could walk away, but I didn’t move.“Jess, please,” Aiden begged.“Fine! Go ahead with your confession. Let’s get this over with. I just want to go home.”Yet, it would be my biggest lie. For almost a month of staying here in Adilene’s, I knew I was home. Leaving here would scar my heart. Forgetting Aiden would be hell. However, he is getting married, and I don’t want to be the best friend in his love story who hinders his happiness. My sarcasm didn't appear to bother Aiden. He inhaled deeply and fixed his gaze on me. It was for a while, then he turned around, pointing at the lake.“On the other side of the lake is St. Rose Property. I bought it and opened a new business there, a law firm, and I invited Xavier to head the company,” he said, ignoring what I said. He turned to me, blinking once while waiting for my answer.I opened my
(Jessamine’s POV) Awkward? Yes. Angry? No. Maybe.I stood on the porch, staring at Aiden as he kissed our son. He took him from my arms, and my trusting son didn’t even cry. My baby continued to babble ‘Ba-ba’ba’, and guess what? Everyone found it adorable. “Yes, he’s Dada!” Mom muttered excitedly, not considering the feeling of her hurt daughter.I was invincible to Sasha and Aaron. I wanted to scream that it wasn’t their house, but they greeted Deborah and my mom, said something nice to Kyle, and eagerly went inside when my friend invited them for a coffee. They should have at least waited for me, and then I pouted, remembering it wasn’t mine either.Aiden turned to my mother. “Is it okay if I talk to Jessamine alone?”“Of course,” she muttered. “You have all day,” she chuckled with her joke.I opened my mouth, wanting to protest, but I closed it again because it was also the same thing I wanted. Deborah was right. Every time he returned, something happened. He would sweep me of
(Jessamine’s POV) I inhaled to smell the sweet scent of fresh air in Adilene’s from the porch, but instead, I caught the whiff of the aroma of the coffee bean Mom was grinding from her hand-cranked grinder. I glanced at the crib, checking on Kyle. A while ago, he played with his toes, putting them in his mouth. Perhaps he thought of them as built-in toys. This time, he rolled over, reaching the tail of the giraffe stuffed toy.Kyle just turned four months, but he could do many things—normal baby stuff. He could bear weight on his legs when sitting upright, rolling over, grabbing toys or Charlie’s fur, and babbling a combo of vowel and consonant letters. When I asked him something, and he didn’t cry, it was up to me to decide what it meant. Deborah and my mom thought differently. My friend bet that when Kyle reached the age of six months, he could count numbers and recite the alphabet. Mom proudly told her he was probably like me, a history of my life she now loved to retell.‘Jess
(Jessamine’s POV) I caught Aiden wincing when I hissed, cringing as Colleen pressed her finger on my scalp. My sister must be waiting for us to be alone. I knew that my crying didn’t help, but she would understand why I wailed like a baby on the staircase. I would explain everything to her later.Colleen sighed and turned to Aiden.“Don’t worry, Aiden. She’ll live. Long enough that the two of you will probably see your ten to fifteen great-grandchildren, in case you get back together,” she muttered jokingly instead of giving him her prognosis of my condition.“When did you become a fortune teller?” I arched my head to see her face.Colleen shrugged and grinned. “It’s one of my many talents, you know,” she said, turning around and walking toward the crib. “Want to see the garden, Kyle? Let’s give mommy and daddy some privacy. What do you think?” she asked gently, scooping my son from the crib.As if it was Aiden’s cue, he held the door open and closed it gently as soon as my sister an
(Aiden’s POV) My heart was still racing, and my breaths came in ragged gasps after sprinting all the way from the driveway to reach Jessamine. My body was still buzzing with adrenaline, but when I saw her crying, I was like sucked into a vortex, returning me to the first time I saw my best friend.I was nine years old again for a split second, seeing a cute little girl in a braided pigtail, curled up in the swing, holding the same math book I had in her arms. At first, I thought she was hurt, but when I approached her, she was perfectly okay and told me, between hiccupping and crying, that she didn’t know how to answer her homework.Of course, she couldn’t. I doubted if she could even read the sentences in the book. She must be five or six years old. She should be in the preschool building, enjoying learning the alphabet or numbers instead of worrying about the word problems in the book.What was a little girl doing in front of the classroom of the third-grade class? She must have mi
(Jessamine’s POV) I reached for the doorknob, but before I could grasp the exquisitely crafted knob, I clenched my hand and immediately concealed it behind me as if opening the door was a sin. I was reluctant to leave the bedroom for a few reasons, but Anne informed me that Susan was waiting for me in the family room and wanted to speak with me.If only there were another way to the staircase without passing Naomi’s bedroom.“She went out to see her doctor,” Anne muttered.“Huh?” I turned around, lifting a brow, pretending not to understand what she said.Anne’s lips curved into a shy smile. “If you were worried about seeing Ms. Naomi outside, she left to see her doctor,” she said, repeating the message, perhaps thinking I didn’t hear her the first time.“Ah,” I chuckled and sighed in relief. “Thank you for telling me, Anne. I don’t want to have part two of our encounter in the garden,” I joked. Partly.She laughed briefly. “Don’t worry about Kyle. I’ll ask someone to get you if he c
(Jessamine’s POV) “Ouch!” I winced when Aiden pressed his finger on my scalp.It was a light touch, but the tingling on my scalp worried me that I would go home bald or I might be wearing a wig on my wedding day. Maybe my hair would have grown an inch or two at that time. Still, I would feel bad. I imagined having my hair loosely braided vertically and horizontally on that big day, but after what happened, I should think of another hairstyle.Aiden clucked his tongue, sighed, and sat on the edge of the bed, turning the chair I was sitting on to face him. I was still mad at him, but sometimes I tend to forget whenever I get stunned by his gorgeous face. I hissed, cursing inwardly and lowering my head to avoid his gaze.“Does it hurt?” He asked worriedly, lifting my chin to meet his eyes. “Tell me, Jess.” When I didn’t answer, he continued, “I’m bringing you to the hospital now.”I squinted, shaking my head. “I’m okay. This is nothing serious. Why don’t you check on Naomi?”He scoffed,