Katie POV
I press my lips together as I look at the opening in my young patient’s abdomen. This should have been a simple procedure, but a long one. Unfortunately, nothing has been easy tonight. It is almost like the world is out to get me after the rough day I previously had.
I don’t want to lose another patient this week. I don’t know if I can bear two in one week.
My nose itches behind the mask. My lip instantly twitches, trying to get relief.
My hands stop in midair as the itching gets worse. Is someone talking about me? Or is the saying someone is thinking about you? Whatever it is, I hope this itching stops soon. A child’s life hangs in the balance right now, and I need to keep my focus on him.
From the other side of the operating table, a nurse looks at me. Confusion circles around in her eyes as she asks, “Katie, are you alright? Is something wrong?”
I quickly shake my head and proceed with what I was doing. “No. Nothing is wrong. My nose is itching, nothing else.”
Another nurse steps up beside me with a cloth and wipes the sweat off my forehead.
I turn my full attention back to the surgery and the small boy. An image of Mark and his playful smile suddenly pops into my head. Why am I thinking of him right now?
I push it out of my mind and concentrate on saving my patient.
If this keeps up, I might need to ask for some extra cuddle time with my little man tonight when I get back home.
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Mark POV
My heart aches, and I yearn to be with her. Why did I not come sooner?
My eyes glisten. I’m torn between a feeling of overwhelming love and feeling like the scum of the Earth for not being here with her.
I browse through the list of pictures and videos, not knowing which one to open next. I want to see Katie’s doctor’s appointments while she was pregnant, but my eyes stop on a file labeled Casper’s birth. My finger instantly clicks on the file and a frightened but happy and very pregnant Katie appears on the screen.
Even in her state, she is still cute and adorable. My heart twists. I wish I was there.
Katie waddles along the outside of the hospital as Shane suddenly asks, “Are you ready? Today is the day your baby is born. I haven’t asked, but do you have a name picked out yet?”
Her fears seem to fade away as she smiles and looks directly into the camera. “Yes. His name is going to be Casper. Hey, was your girlfriend coming? I know you can’t stand the sight of blood, and I want someone to record the birth, so his father can see it one day.”
“Ah, no. We broke up a couple of days ago.” His voice lowers and is filled with pain.
Katie immediately frowns. She rubs the smile of her protruding belly and glances at the camera. “What happened this time?”
“She cheated on me with some dude at her work. I just can’t seem to find a girl who doesn’t treat me like shit. I don’t understand. I always treat my girlfriends nice, but I seem to only attract girls who want to break me.” His sadness pulls at my already tortured heart.
She sighs and stops and looks at him over the top of the camera. Her marble brown eyes hold a confidence which wasn’t there a moment ago. “Don’t worry. Okay. Somewhere out there is someone just waiting for you.”
Shane clears his throat. “Enough about me. Let’s get you in the hospital and checked in for your C-section. We have something more important than my love life to do today.”
Katie instantly flashes a huge smile, and her deep dimples explode. She looks down at her swollen belly with her hand still caressing along the side of it. “Yes, we do. My precious secret is going to be born.”
Warmth fills my chest as she keeps looking down at her stomach for a few minutes before she softly says, “I wonder who you will look like. I hope you take after your daddy. I miss him so much and then I can look at your face and see a little piece of him.”
Shane reaches out and taps her arm. “I hate to interrupt your moment with your son, but we need to go before we are late for your check-in time.”
I watch in almost a fog as Katie gets registered, and a nurse takes her off to a room to get prepped and ready for the procedure. I can’t believe how brave she is. She did this all on her own, but she was still thinking of me the whole time. Well, you got your wish, Katie. Casper is the spitting image of me, right down to my personality.
As I continue to watch, tears slowly roll down my cheeks as the medical staff give Katie an epidural. Her screams slice right through me. Not long after, when the first drop of blood appears, Shane rushes out of the room gagging and a nurse takes over his camera duties.
While the doctors work on delivering Casper out, the nurse moves closer to Katie. “How are you going? Are you feeling fine? You still can’t feel anything, right?”
Katie quickly replies, “I’m fine. I just want to see my baby. How is he doing?”
Suddenly, a crying fills the air. “He appears to be doing fine. The doctor and nurses are going to check him out thoroughly, but do you want to see him before they take him to get examined?”
As tears roll down the side of Katie’s face, she quickly chokes out, “Yes.”
The nurse turns around and records the doctor cutting the umbilical cord.
What little wall I was using to hold back my emotions comes crumbling down. An array of emotions slams into me. I would have given anything to be there next to her to see all this with my own two eyes. Even though I usually can’t stand seeing blood, for Katie and Casper, I would have choked it down and been in the operating room right beside them.
Tears flow out of me like a waterfall, and I quietly weep. I push pause on the video as I stare at my son, who just came into this world.
A love like no other erupts within me and surges through my body. I never thought I could love someone this much, but I do.
As my vision blurs, I slowly reach out to the laptop screen and touch my precious son. With a trembling voice, I whisper, “Cass, baby, daddy loves you.”
A hand pats me on my shoulder, making my breath hitch. I reluctantly tear my eyes away from the laptop and look up to find Shane. His concerned is written all over his face, as a wave of guilt washes over me. I pull my earbuds out, and Shane gently says, “Now, show her you do.”
As tears continue to stream down my face, I fumble into my pocket and pull out the tiny jewelry box. Taking a deep breath, I proudly open the box. “I bought this shortly after that night. The plan was to wait for her to come back from the internship. I was going to ask her to date me and then later marry me. It never crossed my mind she would never return. I have been prepared for this for six years and she isn’t getting away from me now. I want us to be a family.”
Shane pats my shoulder and nods. “Good.” He then walks away, and I glance back down at the rings.
My finger slides across the side of the gold band as I softly whisper to myself. “I came very prepared. I hope she is willing to accept me.”
I turn back to the video and put my earbuds back in, before clicking play. I watch as the nurses wrap Casper in a small white sheet and bring him up to Katie’s face. More tears roll down her face as she whispers, “Perfect. Just perfect.”
“We will take him to get cleaned up and make sure everything is all right. The doctors will stitch you back up and you will be wheeled to the recovery area shortly before you are taken to your room. As long as everything is fine with your baby, we will bring him to your room later.” The nurse doesn’t wait for a response from Katie before the nurse turns and dashes out of the operating room with our son.
The look of pure joy on Katie’s face makes my heart pound even more. I want her here next to me. I want to hold her in my arms.
With tears still running down my cheek, I slowly take my earbuds out. I have missed so much, but Katie has found a way for me to capture a part of it. Guilt washes over me. I should have tried harder to find her.
My thoughts are interrupted when Casper runs into the living room, waving his little arms in the air. “DADDY!! LOOK!!”
Katie POVI breathe a sigh of relief as I step away from the operating table, and my gaze goes to the newly stitched incision. Luckily, things have ended up going well, and the surgery is a success. This is something I really needed right now. The only thing better than this would be if Mark suddenly appeared in front of me with his arms opened wide and the playful smirk I love. A faint smile dances across my lips as his handsome face pops into my head. Images from our last and only night together come flooding back to me. He looked even more handsome than normal, or it was just me and I didn’t want to leave him. But I didn’t have much choice. My goal has always been to become a doctor, and I wasn’t going to put it on hold, even for him. His dark brown eyes seemed to be darker and sexier than usual that night, and his muscular body looked amazing in his tight shirt, which accented every line on his toned body. He looked the best, though, without the shirt on. Ah, is it gett
Exhaustion washes over me as I walk down the hallway towards the hospital’s staff locker rooms. The smell of disinfecting chemicals hangs in the air, while a lingering smell of blood is stuck in my nose. My legs wobble when I realize I still have to go home and fix supper for everyone. This is one of those times when I wish Shane knew how to cook. My mind wonders to the park near the house and my occasional little escapes. I wish I could go there tonight, but I can’t. It is already late and by the time I fix supper, it will be past Casper’s bedtime. Ugh… I drag my feet down the empty hall and into the locker room. As my mind goes through the list of things I need to do, I only feel energetic enough to fix a meal tonight, and it might push me beyond my limits. I slowly change before walking through the hospital towards the parking lot and my car. My feet drag the entire way as if I have bricks tied to them. Oh, I hope Shane didn’t have any problems with Casper tonight. M
I smile at Casper and then look at Mark as warmth fills my chest. “I’m very happy. Happier than you can even imagine.”Evan, Frank, Wanda, and Izzy all scurry towards us and huddle around while Wanda chimes, “We came, too. We have all missed you. When are you coming home?”With tears in her eyes, Izzy adds, “Yes, we want you to come back with us and I don’t think Mark is going to leave without you and Cass. Plus, we have promised to teach him how to cook so he can make a meal for his grandparents.”Frank sternly continues, “We all know your secret now, so there isn’t anything to hide. I believe Mark has proven himself that he is planning on staying with you. You better not try to stay behind or avoid him. If you try to, then we will just take Cass with us.”What? I shake my head and shout, “No, you can’t! Cass stays with me.”Mark tightens his hold on me and whispers, “You and Cass stay with me.”Heat rushes across my face at his words. I don’t know why. I have desperately
As I sit looking into Mark’s gorgeous brown eyes, I can’t believe this is happening. I have been wishing and hoping for this for six years, but I still can’t believe it is actually happening. Knock. Knock. Knock.Wanda’s soft, muffled voice slips into the room. “It is time for Cass to go to bed. Izzy and I have given him a bath, and I have to say he acts just like Mark used to act when we were kids and were swimming. Splashing and having more fun.”With our gazes still locked on each other, Mark and I chuckle. His red eyes flash with every emotion he has, like an open book.I’ve always wondered if our son’s excitement in the tub was something he has picked up from his father. I have never seen a kid have so much fun in the water. We both wipe each other’s tears away before we get up and go to the door. Mark unlocks the door and as we walk out and past Wanda, I softly whisper, “Thanks. You have no idea how much it means to me that you guys are here and helping me. Plus, I
KatieMark’s moist lips curl into a smile against my sensitive neck as he pauses for a moment. “I miss the sound of your moans.” His warm breath cascades against my skin, sending a wave of pleasure pulsing through my body.Closing my eyes, I lean my head back against his shoulder. “I miss your body, your touch, and your lips. I miss how your lips can send shivers throughout my entire body.”Before I realize what is happening, he swiftly takes my shirt off and has my pants undone as he pushes them down to the floor, leaving me only in my lace bra and panties.Desire ignites within me, and I can’t wait anymore. I want to ravage and feel every part of his godlike body. I spin around and grab the hem of his shirt. As if I’m a wild animal in heat, I nearly rip his shirt off him.My eyes rake over his sculpted chest, remembering all the naughty things we did the night of my going away party. My core aches, wanting to do more than look. I grab the front of his pants and my fingers w
Ring..ring…ring…ring..Whose phone is that? Ugh... What time is it?With my eyes barely open, I roll over and grab my phone to see it is my mom. I’m awake now. I blink a few times at my phone before the symbols on the phone register with my groggy head. It’s a video call. SHIT! I glance back at the nightstand and the clock. My stomach sinks as I realize it is a little after midnight. My previous message and picture I had sent them earlier with Casper suddenly pops into my head. What am I going to do? I’m sure she wants answers and right now, I have no idea what to tell her. Do I even have a choice?I swallow the lump in my throat as I lean over to the nightstand and turn on the lamp. I silently hope things go well and quickly answer the phone call. “Hello, mom.”Both my mom and dad eagerly greet me with smiles, but I can’t miss a spark of excitement in their eyes as they chime, “Hello, son.”My mom then takes the initiative and begins her pointed interrogation. “Mark, w
“You’re what!!” Izzy’s shrill voice startles me as I stand in the middle of the living room, hoping the floor would open up and swallow me whole. Casper happily dances around me, singing. “Mommy and daddy are getting married. Getting married. Mommy and daddy are getting married. Daddy kissed mommy.” The rest of our friends are scattered around the room. Mark walks over to me and drapes his arm around my shoulders. A small smirk spreads across his mouth as he calmly replies, “I thought you knew what I had bought, Izzy. I know you were there when I had talked about my plan. Katie was supposed to come back right after her internship. If you had heard me all this time, why are you so surprised?” A few steps away from us, Izzy shakes her head and stares back at him with disbelief in her eyes, but she doesn’t say a word. Shane is the first to walk over to me and hugs me. “Congrats! I hope you will be happy together. If it is any sign of how much you have missed Mark, then
Am I that easy to read? All morning long, people have kept telling me I have had something good happen to me and they wanted to know what. I’m not telling, though, and I’ve made Brenda promise not to tell anyone, either. I don’t know why, but I just want to enjoy it by myself. As lunch draws near, Brenda stops me in the hall and whispers, “So, is your fiancé coming to have lunch with you? I really want to meet him. Plus, I need a few questions answered so I can really get a rocking and a rolling on your wedding.”I shrug my shoulders and innocently reply, “I don’t know. I have told Mark I couldn’t talk while I was working, so we haven’t talked at all.”Her previously bubbly expression morphs into a deep scowl as she quickly slaps my arm. “Well, call or text him and find out. I need to know.” Her green eyes narrow, almost silently daring me to disobey. I quickly pull my phone out and send a quick text message to him asking if he was coming to the hospital to have lunch with
With a glass of sparkling cider in one hand, I carefully wipe of the crumbs from the front of my floor length formal dark red dress. The paper napkins I’m using snag on a few of the embedded jewels along the front. My frustrations bubble up as I grind my teeth together. But this little setback can’t damper my mood. This is a big night for me. I’m finally accomplishing another one of my goals and dreams. Mark waves a couple of white linen napkins in the area as he rushes towards me. “Look what I have found. Stop trying to get the food off. I’ll get it done.” His playful smile widens as he gives me a wink. “In no time, I’ll have you back looking as beautiful as ever.” I sigh and let my shoulders drop. In his black tuxedo, he bends over in front of me and very carefully wipes all the little food particles off me without smearing it across the smooth satin fabric. I glance around the venue and notice a few people giving us some questioning looks, but no one has the courage
As he opens his mouth, my parents and brother casually walk into the house. My brother’s eyes pop wide open as he looks around, taking everything in and whispers, “Wow!”My heart nearly stops and my breath hitches. What are they doing here? They don’t have anything nice to say to me. Why would Mark bring them here? Why?My smile evaporates and morphs into a frown. I shuffle backwards as I slowly shake my head. My father gives me a stern look, which also holds his usual scrutinizing eye. The one which says I’m not good enough. My chest tightens. I don’t want them here. Casper runs towards us. “DADDY! YOU ARE HOME!!” He holds his little arms wide open and leaps into his father’s waiting arms. Normally, I would smile and join them in a group hug, but I can’t take my eyes off my family. The only thing that connects us is our DNA. Nothing else they have done would be something a normal family would do. My brother ignores Casper, stilling gawking at the inside of the house
I cradle my adorable daughter in my arms as I sway back and forth. Her long dark lashes flutter as she fights to stay awake. I softly hum a tune and gently pat her bottom. Everything seems so peaceful and perfect now, but it wasn’t months ago when she was born. When I had finally woken up, I nearly had a panic attack. My pregnant belly was gone, and my precious baby was nowhere to be seen. Luckily, Mark and Casper were there at my bedside, along with his parents, making sure I knew everything was alright. Our precious little baby was with the doctors, but Mark vowed to do whatever he needs to ensure our daughter’s health. I would be lying if I said his words calmed me down. Nothing he could say would ease my nerves, but it was his calm voice and the determination in his eyes which finally settled me down. Our daughter had to stay in the intensive care unit for a few days, but she was a fighter and could soon come home. Mark’s mother steps into the room and softly asks, “Is
KatieThe past few months have been a blur. If I didn’t have constant reminders on social media about it, I might forget all about Tiffany and the nightmare she caused. I stare down at my phone on the dining room table and at the latest social media post from a friend. I shake my head and sigh. When are they going to let this end? The post has a picture of Tiffany, which I’m sure she doesn’t know someone took, where she is picking up garbage in the company’s parking garage next to the building. Her previous high-end designer clothes are nowhere to be found, and she is wearing the company’s maintenance uniform. Below her picture is a caption wondering who the designer of the classy outfit is. I roll my eyes.Tiffany is working to pay off our doctor bills without complaining. Mark’s mother is still fuming at her, but she isn’t throwing it in Tiffany’s face. Everyone else should follow that example.Mark kisses the top of my head and rubs my shoulders. “How are you feeling thi
I sip on my champagne while I raise an eyebrow, hiding my smirk behind the glass. Tiffany holds her head high and walks up to a person she thinks is me, but it isn’t. He looks similar to me, but that is where the likeness ends. Her face contorts and her mouth opens slightly, but nothing comes out. I choke down a chuckle. The decoy stares at her and grunts, “What do you want? You look like you have something you want to say to me.”She continues to stare at him for a few moments before she shakes her head. “No. I thought you were someone else. I’ll go look for him elsewhere.”Her eyes quickly scan the area. I duck behind a few other guests as she looks in my direction. It isn’t time for her to see me yet. Her gaze locks on the back of another guy on the other side of the room, who she thinks is me. I choke down another laugh. It is only going to get worse from here on out. Before she reaches the guy, he turns around, and she instantly halts in her tracks. Her face conto
MarkI take a deep breath as I walk into the venue with my parents, wearing the same black tuxedo I did for the charity event. Katie and Casper are home, per my request. Tonight will probably be stressful and potentially traumatizing, which neither of them need. It is best to finish this off and give Katie the details later. If things go the way I’m thinking they will, Katie should see everything through social media. In addition, Casper is still healing from the last traumatic event, and he doesn’t need another one on top of it. I could the see fear in his eyes when we were talking about tonight’s event, and there is no way I was going to put him through that and make his mental health worse. My mother pats my arm. “Are you alright?”I nod. “Yeah.”My father glances to his side at me. “Are you ready for what needs to be done tonight?”A snort slips from me. “Yes. I’m more than ready. I’m hoping everything will go according to our plan, and Tiffany will learn her lesson.”
KatieI sit beside Casper’s bed and stare down at him. The last few days have been a whirlwind of people and emotions. Working with the doctor and our family and friends, Casper has finally calmed down and realizes Tiffany can’t hurt him here. He feels safe at home, but the fear isn’t gone or under control. At any minute, something random might spark his fear again and he will have another panic attack or a terrible nightmare. My rage continues to bubble under the surface, just waiting for something to trip me. When I get my hands on that woman, she will find out I’m not the naïve person she thinks I am. If I do it right, I’ll instill fear in her to the point she will never think of doing something like this again. Being a doctor has advantages people wouldn’t think about.Mark walks into Casper’s bedroom. “Is he asleep?”I nod. “Yeah. I want an update, but not in here.”I turn to the young lady standing in the doorway and motion for her to come in. “Keep an eye on our bab
I tiptoe out of Casper’s room and quietly shut the door behind me. A few staff wait anxiously in the hallway. I clear my throat and turn towards them. “Someone needs to stay with him at all times right now. He is having the same recurring nightmares, and only a soothing touch will ease his mind and let him move past the dream. Do any of you want to sit with him for a bit?”All of them quickly nod their heads. I glance back over my shoulder at the closed door. “I’ll let you decide who goes in right now. Everyone must be quiet and not wake him up. I just got him back to sleep. I don’t think he slept at all last couple of nights.”They nod and look at each other, silently debating on who should go in first. My heart aches and my mind swirls. Silently, I turn and head down the stairs. I’m not sure where I’m going, but I need to do something. When I reach the bottom of the stairs, one of the staff timidly calls out, “Please, use the wheelchair.”Without looking back, I nod and
MarkI storm through the building and into my office, not bothering to acknowledge anyone along the way. If I provide any reaction, it is a grunt or a snort. There is another important issue consuming my mind, and I must address it before I can handle anything else. Though I’ve had the weekend to calm down, nothing can cool my boiling anger simmering under my skin, waiting for the right moment to explode. Employees scurry out of my way while murmurs float through the air. But no one dares to say anything loud enough for me to hear. My scowl deepens as I storm around my desk and yank my chair out. “Jack!” Before his name leaves my mouth, he is in my office and right next to my desk with his tablet in hand. “Do you need me to do anything?”My eyes dart to him. “Yeah. I need you to contact everyone who has agreed previously to work with and help me. We are ramping up the next phase of my plan.”A sinister smirk bubbles up, and I don’t bother to hide it. If I could have handl