New York, three years later.
My son's blue eyes were watching me intently.
As if it weren't three in the morning and I wasn't dying of sleep.
“Why don’t you sleep?” I mumbled regretfully, noticing that his eyes shone with joy at my misery. "No, Jake, it's not time to play, it's time to sleep."
"Maybe if you didn't let him nap so late, this would stop happening."
The air caught in my lungs when I saw my splendid wife leaning against the doorframe.
My goddess.
"I’ll start doing it tomorrow, babe. I promise you.”
But she just laughed in amusement before coming into our youngest son's room and taking him in her arms.
“You've been promising the same for months, sweetheart. By now it would be a miracle if you did.”
I marveled once more at how incredible my wife looked with a baby in her arms.
Maybe that's why we kept having more and more.
Oh, right you don't know what I'm talki
New York, 10 years after the previous epilogue. “And that's when I decided to trust him and tell him about the things those people had made me live, and boy, was it not the best decision I made in life, little one, because he sought the help I needed, and when I faced Daley? Incredible, there I felt like the strongest superhero in the world. "Do you realize she's asleep, right?" I looked away from my daughter, who was born a few hours ago, and fixed it on my wife, my lover, and my best friend. And who just now was looking at me amused from the hospital bed. No matter how tired she looked, Amanda would always stop my breath when she laid those green eyes on me. Even when I met her at thirteen and she posed her sad and regretful look because of the amount of harassment she received for being red-haired and shy. Harassment that I had ended up by defending her, and that fact, had helped develop our friendship. Frie
Neither the darkness of the night nor the freezing rain would stop me.I couldn't see anything because of how late it was and the clothes I was wearing, the only thing I had with me besides from the small bag my sister had given me, started to get soaked and make my body shiver from the ice water falling on me at that moment.Then my tears couldn’t be contained any longer, and I started to cry for the fear drowning me, but it was too late to go back, because if I did, I knew what awaited me in that place.Suddenly I stopped as the lights of a car shone on my faces, which made my breathing stop.The car lowered its lights and when it was close to me, I realized that it was a cargo truck and that it was driven by a woman.“Are you lost, girl?” the lady shouted from the other side of the road to be heard above the rain."I'm going to New York,” I answered back, afraid to get closer.What I said must have been funn
PRESENTOne of the first memories I had of me was from when I was seven.I remember walking into Dad's office without knocking and seeing him between the woman’s legs who was on his desk. They didn't even realize they had a witness, so just as I entered, I left.Distressed, I looked for my mother in the garden to tell her what I had seen and to my surprise, she simply laughed and continued tending her roses as if nothing had happened; years later I would understand the nature of that marriage and my own perception of life would change with it.Women and men were just that: women and men.The idea of a relationship for me was to be with the same woman a few times without making any commitment, making my intentions clear to her since the beginning, and once I got bored of her, I let her go until another caught my attention.Simple and effective.If I was honest, no one was hurt, neither of the parties involved e
I focused all my attention on the woman when she turned to me in those bright red heels that left her in the same height as mine and smiled at me before pointing to her right eyebrow."One,” she muttered before tossing her black hair back and showing me her ears. “I have four in each ear, so it would be nine." she brought her index finger to her nose and I was surprised when an object suddenly appeared from between her nostrils. “Ten.”“What the hell just happened?” I said confused, "Are you also a magician?""It's a septum,” she answered amusedly before wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her mouth to mine.I parted my lips in a mixture of wonder and desire, gripping her hips tightly when her tongue touched mine, sending a chill through my entire body.I wasn’t a big fan of kissing, in fact, I could easily get past it during sex, I couldn’t even remember the last time I had done it, b
“To preserve food, we must understand the variations that exist for each type of product, I mean, the meat won’t be preserved the same as a fruit or a vegetable in the refrigerator and in the same way a different technique would be used with fish or another white meat, and keeping each food properly packaged and separated from each other to prevent contamination.”I watched the class taking notes as I developed today's class.“Could someone name a food preservation method?” I asked noticing how the twenty heads before me rose like a spring and looked at me with fear.Yep, I tended to have that effect when I taught my classes, for a reason my cooking school was one of the most respected in the state.The Gordon Ramsay of the culinary school.“Come on, guys, it's not a difficult subject. Every day we employ at least one method at home... James?” I fixed my gaze on the youngest student which was te
"This would be the last,” Mickey said, putting the box beside me."Thank you,” I mumbled still looking around me feeling out of place."I saw you didn't bring your guitar.""I don't think the guys would appreciate the idea of me playing it at three in the morning."“Now you can play early, you’ll have more free time...”I took a quick look at the pile of boxes that rested the most innocent to my left. There really weren't many, it was clothes more than anything, and shoes and makeup, but what my belongings packed there meant was causing me great anxiety.“Are you sure you want to do this?” Mick questioned behind me with his hands on my shoulders. "No one would blame you if you left everything as it is."“I would.”I pulled away with a sigh and took one last look at the apartment before heading to the elevator."Mark wasn't kidding about the place being furnished, hu
The three of us watched in silence as Eva hurried away with Mickey until she disappeared through the dividing doors and then we saw each other again without knowing how to proceed."Hmm, okay, what just happened?” The man who just arrived questioned."Miss Brooks and I were talking about the case when her fiancé arrived unexpectedly,” the tadpole that moments ago had taken Eva's hand in his began to say.Said hand was now shaking visibly thanks to the fact that its owner didn’t take his eyes off me."My client and his... fiancé,” the other guy started looking at me for a second before continuing to talk to the other. “Not long ago decided to change the status of their relationship.”I watched the man in question feeling a bit unsettled by what I saw.It was the same man who had hugged and kissed Eva the day she had broken up with me and oh yes, I felt completely confident in
In my very well lived thirty-seven years, I have never had a fit of jealousy.N.E.V.E.RHad I been the recipient of attacks of jealousy? Ugh, of course. I could even accept that not only did I received jealousy from the women I dated because more than one had given me a nice and painful punch to the nose, I had received at least a dozen slaps and I think my head was the recipient of more than one high heel.And when I finally become interested enough in a woman to make her jealous?I was ignored.Totally, and completely ignored by her.I had wandered whenever I could with every woman who came at me in front of her nose, and although I could notice certain changes in her features, I didn’t get the reaction I wanted from her.Ah, but that wasn’t all, no.The worst of all was that when I barely see said woman being touched by an insignificant man... boom! Jealousy attack in sight.And what had my first jealousy
New York, 10 years after the previous epilogue. “And that's when I decided to trust him and tell him about the things those people had made me live, and boy, was it not the best decision I made in life, little one, because he sought the help I needed, and when I faced Daley? Incredible, there I felt like the strongest superhero in the world. "Do you realize she's asleep, right?" I looked away from my daughter, who was born a few hours ago, and fixed it on my wife, my lover, and my best friend. And who just now was looking at me amused from the hospital bed. No matter how tired she looked, Amanda would always stop my breath when she laid those green eyes on me. Even when I met her at thirteen and she posed her sad and regretful look because of the amount of harassment she received for being red-haired and shy. Harassment that I had ended up by defending her, and that fact, had helped develop our friendship. Frie
New York, three years later. My son's blue eyes were watching me intently. As if it weren't three in the morning and I wasn't dying of sleep. “Why don’t you sleep?” I mumbled regretfully, noticing that his eyes shone with joy at my misery. "No, Jake, it's not time to play, it's time to sleep." "Maybe if you didn't let him nap so late, this would stop happening." The air caught in my lungs when I saw my splendid wife leaning against the doorframe. My goddess. "I’ll start doing it tomorrow, babe. I promise you.” But she just laughed in amusement before coming into our youngest son's room and taking him in her arms. “You've been promising the same for months, sweetheart. By now it would be a miracle if you did.” I marveled once more at how incredible my wife looked with a baby in her arms. Maybe that's why we kept having more and more. Oh, right you don't know what I'm talki
Who would have thought a thirteen-year-old girl scared with life would end up making her dreams come true. Definitely not me, and now I wanted to cry when I saw one of my biggest dreams come true. I didn't know how to handle the emotions that gripped my entire being. I heard everyone around me toasting and celebrating the restaurant's opening, but I couldn't take my eyes off the name before me. Lucie was written in italics, neat and clean on the front of the building. My writing. Scripture I wouldn’t know I had if the owner of that name hadn’t welcomed me twenty-four years ago. If she hadn't taught me to write and add or subtract, if she hadn't taught me to fight for what I wanted in life. One night while in Hawaii, I commented to Louis about my desire to honor her at the restaurant, and that my initial idea had been the counter in the bar, which ended up in shreds thanks to the idiotic workers; so he was the o
“You see? My son is smarter than your daughter.” “I just saw your son putting his finger in his mouth after holding it up his nose, Alex. You really think that?” Alex sighed heavily. "Nothing’s perfect, Louis." And I should know. I settled into my chair and continued to watch the children playing with Sansa and Erick. This had been my life for the last two days because now I was a guest at the Hardy house since, although I had left the apartment, I hadn’t been able to leave the building. My plan had been to return to the boat, but it was impossible for me to go to that place when everything reminded me of my wife and the times we had there the two of us or with the rest of the family and friends. And alone? Much less. Before, I had Sansa to distract me, but now the dog was no longer mine, but Milena's. How could I take her teddy bear away from my daughter? I just didn't. Therefore, I had
My God, I was going crazy. Louis was driving me crazy! Shouldn’t I supposed to be writing his name with hearts? Or daydreaming about how we'll look together twenty years from now? Well, no. Actually, I had started a list on how to kill my husband without raising suspicions and end up in jail. It had been three days since we declared our eternal love and that he didn’t leave me due to the fact that I walked through life without a uterus, and since then, he’d dedicated himself to showing me every video on IVF that he found, or the most prominent specialists money could buy, or every surrogacy program that appeared on G****e.” And I wanted to kill him. Don't take me the wrong way, I was pleased and flattered that the man wanted to have a child with me, but honestly? I felt like he was going too fast. Just a few days ago we said our first I love you, a fact that I had loved and hated at the same time because my surprise had
My wife loved me. Damn, I felt invincible in life thanks to that woman. I was Usain Bolt, Michael Phelps, Michael Jordan, and Babe Ruth in one body. Actually, Eva hadn’t declared her love to me, but she saying she didn’t want to separate from me? That was enough declaration of love for me. What's even better… I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. My wife was preparing a surprise for me, and I couldn't wait to see what it was all about. I dropped the keys on the kitchen counter, and headed into the living room to take advantage of the incredible silence in the apartment today. Aiden had asked permission to go visit his red-haired friend to tell her about our trip to Hawaii and Eva had taken Mile with her to the bar since I had to go at some important meetings in the morning. And Sansa? Sansa was being walked by Alice at this precise moment; I noticed the dog had gained weight in the time we weren’t her
Well, this wasn’t the way I expected to end my first day back in New York. Five minutes ago? I’d felt in the clouds. I couldn't believe the man I loved had given me the most beautiful experience of my life. Oh, yeah. It was getting easier and easier for me to think of Louis in that way. Spending two amazing weeks in Hawaii with your friends and family would be a tough thing to beat. Days of sunbathing by a beautiful beach or by the pool, biking through history-filled roads, driving the Hana Road, and exploring every waterfall we saw. Diving, paddle boarding, visiting museums or, in Louis's case, swimming with sharks (only he dared to do it) while the rest of us watched him from the boat. And when everyone found out about Gena and Pierre's engagement? Yeah, things got out of control. My body was still recovering from the amount of alcohol I ingested those days. But the memories I will treasure the most, will be A
“Look, aunt! I'm swimming!” “Excellent, darling! But don't go too deep!” I yelled in amusement when I saw he dipped his head back into the pool and began to swim hard. It was reassuring to know that Louis, Alex and Mark were in the pool with the kids and that nothing would happen to them. I was in a chaise longue with Abbie, Olivia and Elizabeth, while the rest of the group was in other activities. Never in my life did I think I would be living this experience. To find myself drinking a piña colada by the edge of a pool in an exquisite resort and unable to take my eyes off my husband's beautiful tattooed body. Son of a bitch. I had a husband. "Oh, I want to know more about that sigh,” Olivia said, turning to her side to look at me. “I didn't sigh.” "You definitely sighed,” Abbie agreed, sitting at the foot of my lounger, "And you did it while making puppy eyes at Louis." I saw the two women with
“Did you tell her you have the children’s parental rights?” I growled in annoyance when Matt sat down next to me, so I couldn't help the sarcastic comment that escaped me. “Do you see her professing the unconditional love she feels for me?” "I'm just saying it's not fair for you to put her through this process unnecessarily...” "Oh, because I highly enjoy having one of my ex-lovers offering me sex in exchange of the kids’ custody in my wife's office." He turned to look at me suspiciously. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked. “Our caseworker is on leave due to family problems, so they sent a substitute I met last year instead.” He cursed. “Did you sleep with her?” I couldn't help but look at him bored. “What do you think I used to do with women in the past, Matt? Play Uno cards? Scrabble? Of course I fucked them, why else if not?” "I swear you’re all beasts,” he growled in resp