“Daddy baf I?” she asked, probably knowing that her dad would go easy on her. Cindy raised a questioning brow at Gerard , who nodded, his gaze tender as he smiled at the little girl.“Come on then,” he invited, holding his arms out to her. She toddled into them and he hugged her close for a long moment, shutting his eyes as he inhaled her baby scent. “Love you, sweetheart.”heart turned to mush as she watched them. She turned away and busied herself cleaning up the dinner debris as she struggled to keep the waterworks at bay. She kept her back to them as Kayla led him out of the living room and upstairs to the bathroom. She left them to it for about ten minutes while she fiddled about in the kitchen, before she followed them upstairs.Gerard was already toweling off a chatty Kayla by the time Cindy joined them. He smiled up at her as she entered his field of vision; the look on his face was so warm and unaffected that Cindy couldn’t help but smile back.“That was a fast bath,” she sai
She was a lost cause. Her face was streaming with tears, and she reached for him but he flinched away and got up to pace to the window. He didn’t want her to touch him, and she wept for the lonely, hurt child he had been and for the emotionally distant and psychologically scarred man that he had become. He was sharing what he felt were his most shameful secrets, and it broke her heart that he thought this was his shame and not that of the pathetic excuse of a man who had fathered him.“I never felt like I deserved you,” he said, keeping his rigid back to her. “But like I told you before, I just couldn’t stay away from you after that first meeting. I kept making and breaking promises with myself just to spend time with you. When I proposed to you, I thought that I could manage the relationship; that I could keep your love for myself without tainting you, without hurting you. God, what a miserable job I did of that.” He started pacing in front of the window, prowling back and forth like
“Cindy,” I always walked out in the middle of our arguments, remember? It used to drive you crazy, but every time I felt myself getting too angry, I’d rein in my temper and walk out because I was so terrified that I would hurt you physically.”“Gerard what’s the angriest you’ve ever been with me?” she asked him gently, and he shrugged helplessly.When you told me you were pregnant?” His statement came out in question form, as if he wasn’t entirely sure of his answer.“No you weren’t angry then,” she denied. “You were afraid to allow yourself to hope and lashed out because of that fear. I know that now. I’m talking about real anger. The kind that makes you feel like your head’s going to explode.”“I don’t know.” He looked confused. “I don’t think that I’ve ever allowed myself to get too angry with you,” he admitted, and she snorted, showing her disdain with a dismissive flick of her wrist.“Please, I can recall several incidents off the top of my head. Like the time I told Rick that yo
Well, since I’ll never get tired of saying them, I guess we’ll have to resign ourselves to making each other revoltingly happy for the rest of our lives.” He stepped away from her reluctantly, and Cindy had to bite back her protest as his gorgeous—and visibly aroused—body moved beyond her reach. When she unconsciously raised one of her hands toward him, he tut-tutted and waved a finger back and forth in front of her face“Hands off the merchandise, lady. I have plans for this evening and I can’t have you distracting me. Why don’t you head up for a nap and a shower? And chat with Kayla like you’ve been dying to do for the last hour? Leave me to prepare our dinner.”She grinned at the thought of him bumbling about in the kitchen. He really wasn’t the domestic god he seemed to think he was. He made a terrible mess and his meals were often culinary disasters, with unpalatable over- or undercooked dishes. Still, he tried—bless him—and she appreciated his efforts. He was always so disgustin
Damn it, I wanted it to be perfect,” he was muttering to himself, but she didn’t think that he was aware of the fact that he was speaking out loud. He fumbled with something small and gleaming that he pulled out of the same breast pocket he had abandoned just moments ago. When he raised his vulnerable gaze to hers once more, there was sweat beading his forehead, and his breath was coming in ragged gasps.“I played this out in my head so many times,” he confessed hoarsely. “I envisioned hot-air balloons, brass bands, and huge, extravagant spectacles. But in the end, perfection for me was having you to myself in a private place where I could beg you to end my miserable, lonely existence without you. You give my life purpose and meaning. Every beat of my heart belongs to you. I love you, Cindy. Please marry me.” He opened the palm of his hand and Cindy gasped when she saw the ring lying there.“Where did you find this?” she whispered, her eyes going misty. It was her ring, the one he had
“Sensitive,” he grunted unnecessarily, his voice filled with primal satisfaction. He barely lifted his mouth from its delicious task to utter that guttural observation before dipping back down to where the creamy, berry-tipped treats awaited him. He had one strong, large hand braced firmly against the small of her narrow back. His other hand was working at the snap of her jeans, and before she knew it, he’d deftly pushed the stiff denim far enough down past her narrow hips to allow his eager fingers room to delve between her slender thighs, where they cupped the dripping-wet band of satiny material at her core.Cindy ground herself up against his hand while Gerard , a consummate multitasker, still had his mouth on her overwhelmingly sensitive breasts. His fingers were burrowing beneath the line of her panties, and one very talented digit immediately found its way to the little knot of nerve endings at the junction of her thighs. He strummed her delicately for a few seconds, and Cindy
Her arms snaked around his neck as she held on for dear life while he hammered into her. His lips were nibbling at her ear, his breathing was hot, labored, and liberally interspersed with groans as he lost himself in her. Cindy matched his thrusts with her own, and as she found herself hurtling toward another powerful climax, she arched her back and tangled her fingers in his hair.“Gerard. . .” Her voice broke on his name, and her breath caught as she felt herself clamping around his hardness. In that incredible moment, she completely forgot that he couldn’t hear her. “I’m coming . . .” He increased his tempo when he felt her tightening, not needing to hear her in order to recognize the familiar signs of her impending orgasm. Cindy went as taut as a bowstring, right on the verge . . .“That’s right, my love,” he encouraged breathlessly. “Come for me.” He drew himself nearly all the way out, until nothing but a whisper of him remained inside of her and she sobbed in frustration, befor
It’s 9 months and Cindy has not yet put to bed, no sign of labour, what’s should be the cause, she was frightened and same with Gerard, this has not happened before, what will be the cause that is delaying her delivery no sign of delivery what’s happening. They went to different places for solution, hospital and church ad well, they fast and pray, It was. On the Tenth month. Very sunny Friday, she her begins to have signs of labour. a couple of hours after she first felt twinges, cramps and contractions, she and her husband set off for a hospital , but when she arrived, the midwife who examined her told her she wasn’t in labour. “I knew that not to be true,” she says. “I knew I was in labour.”They were told to go home for a few hours; Cindy asked if she could stay, but was told she couldn’t unless she wanted to wait in the corridor. Her husband booked them into a nearby hotel to wait it out, and they walked around the corner, with Cindy, wearing pyjamas and a coat, steadying hersel
A few years after Rick was given the life sentence. Write a poem for Rick. It could have been his very first poem. He wondered about the hue of his heart, the hue of his words when he sang aloud, the hue of the sky, the hue of the raindrops, and the hue of his need for someone to hold him. He couldn't hold his children, He missed lacing their shoes and wiping their tears, and he was aware that the only way he would ever see them again was to plead with his brother in some way. after second-guessing whether to hire a lawyer. Since his pleadings to his brother are ignored, He's significant other additionally never ask nor care to beware of him, none of he's companions request from him.Truly he did lamented he's activities and presently there believe he should spoil in jail. To tamper with justice and show mercy, he has written so many letters to his brother Gerard. He has unquestionably absorbed his lessons.Rick took a job at the prison's license plate factory in the inking department
Mr bill has begin investigation with the little infor he has got. He has deployed he’s boys to watch the going out and coming in of Rick. “ Rick got no idea that he’s being monitored, and the kidnappers as well never knew that police has very involved, because it’s been tackled on the low to avoid Mr Gerard and daughter not to harmed. And also it shouldn’t be published till Gerard and Kayla is being rescued. “The kidnappers called on Cindy ,” And she told them that the money is complete,how is she going to deliver the montane who’s going to do that, the location and time. The kidnappers told her that they will reach out to her in the morning, they need to confirm she didn’t involve the police. Cindy with all boldness told them that since the incident she has not gone to police not to talk more of involving them. “ you will hear from us tomorrow morning. hangs up the phone.The following morning as early as 6:30 am they called and give the location at which she is goi to drop the mone
Paul pleaded with Mr Bill to visit he’s house for an important discussion. he’s very good friend, they have know each other from childhood, Mr bill was surprised because Paul hasn’t invited him in such manner, he assured him that he will come after work. “Mr bill is a senior police officer, a very dedicated one at that. He’s a professional officer who responds to threats, emergencies, he has helped to keep criminals off the street, and work to protect citizens and their communities from harm. This job is not easy and there are many capabilities beyond strength and bravery that officers must possess to be great at what they do.“He has honed skills in emergency response, decision making , public communication, ethics and empathy. he is also truthful and knows when black is black and white is white, a very sincere officer at that.“Cindy hardly sleep these days, she is now a shadow of herself, thinking it’s eating her up. “How she going to ask for people that donated that they shoul
“Cindy was rushed to the hospital, she was unconscious for 2 day’s, during the time she was in the hospital, Rick wasn’t doing anything. “Celeste keep wondering, who Gerard must have offended that they had to do this to him and even went ahead in kidnapping Kayla he’s daughter, who must be feeding them with viral information,and how did they get to kidnap Kayla and well, and even getting to know where she schools, does it mean that there’s no security in the school, what must have lead to all this. “ these are the questions Celeste keeping asking herself but couldn’t get answer . And she pray Cindy don’t lost her life in the process, innocent woman she has passed through a lot.“ Cindy is getting back to fit, after the shock of her daughter also being in the kidnappers den, and also the fear of not reporting to the police, the voice keeps ringing in her head” don’t get the police involved “ she gave up the thought on reporting to the police because she don’t know who might be their n
“ Hello babe I received call from Celeste, she said Gerard has been kidnapped, that she has been trying to reach out to you, but you not answering either.“ Rick roared over he’s voice” How dare you woman talked to me in such manner, Lisa was shocked and recalled very well that she talked to the husband in a polite well, so why this. “Rick continued is Celeste supposed to call you or me, so tell me when you became man of the house , that she has to confide in you before calling me your husband, who does that, Lisa interrupted but my husband she said she called multiple times but you didn’t answer her calls either..“ Rick shouted at Lisa and slapped her, how dare you talk when am talking, “ Celeste’s was so eager to hear from Lisa or rick but seems their call is not coming, she had to dial Lisa’s number again. “Lisa was very very confused , what exactly has come over him, is this the man I married, how would her slap her, all this was running through her mind, when her goo e rang a
‘Kayla was doing very well in her academic’s, making her parents proud, she was truly a good daughter, she is obedient, hardworking, authentic and genuine, intelligent, and God fearing. Gerard had a very terrible dream where he was being chased in the dream.”in that dream he was running for safety when he ran into a river and a masquerade get hold of him in the dream”when he woke up he was confused he has never had such terrible nightmare.”there Gerard was trying to spot the meaning of the dream and also explaining to Cindy about the dream he had but nobody could be able to explain the meaning of the dream. so he was about to stand up from the bed and something fell on the ceiling but couldn’t find what it was. Who would have told Gerard that’s bad omen, he should just stay back and don’t go to work that very day. the family had their morning devotion. Gerard got ready and He left for work. on he was he was kidnapped. Cindy had tried calling that morning to check oh he has gotten to
One faithful Friday evening Gavin began to fuss. his tired little eyes looked haggard and distressed. Cindy did her best to keep him comforted and fed, but it seemed Gavin didn’t enjoy eating. Gerard walked the floors at night with Gavin over his arm so that Cindy could get some rest. During the day, Elder sister Kayla spent hours carrying Little Brother Gavin around until he fell asleep. Months slipped by, and Gavin grew. He rolled over and crawled right on time. The family cheered when Gavin took his first unsteady steps, but still, Gavin was seldom happy. His troubled little face made Cindy and Gerard concerned. They took him to the doctor, but the doctor didn’t seem concerned. The time came that Gavin should start talking, but he remained silent. A distressed little soul in a prison of silence. He couldn’t say when he was scared. He couldn’t say when something hurt. He couldn’t say when he felt lonely. He clung tightly to his daddy and was terrified to be separated from him.In h
Gerard felt for Cindy so much, that he had to fly Cindy to Singapore for proper medical check up, he can’t stand and watch the mother of his kids pass through all this . They had appointment with a neurologist, geriatrician, urologist or orthopedist. "He was convinced this is something organic - that it has an underlying biological cause."A series of neurological evaluations ruled out the obvious suspects: Cindy didn't have the tremor typical of Parkinson's, a devastating, progressive disorder, and she did well on cognitive tests.It was as if different medical personnel’s with their different result’s. Next, Gerard and Cindy went to see an orthopedic surgeon. He said she had stenosis, or narrowing of the open spaces of the spine, and recommended surgery.She underwent a complicated, potentially dangerous back operation, and she seemed to be walking more smoothly afterward - for a few weeks they spent in Singapore. She developed other symptoms. Perhaps because she wasn't exercising,
It’s 9 months and Cindy has not yet put to bed, no sign of labour, what’s should be the cause, she was frightened and same with Gerard, this has not happened before, what will be the cause that is delaying her delivery no sign of delivery what’s happening. They went to different places for solution, hospital and church ad well, they fast and pray, It was. On the Tenth month. Very sunny Friday, she her begins to have signs of labour. a couple of hours after she first felt twinges, cramps and contractions, she and her husband set off for a hospital , but when she arrived, the midwife who examined her told her she wasn’t in labour. “I knew that not to be true,” she says. “I knew I was in labour.”They were told to go home for a few hours; Cindy asked if she could stay, but was told she couldn’t unless she wanted to wait in the corridor. Her husband booked them into a nearby hotel to wait it out, and they walked around the corner, with Cindy, wearing pyjamas and a coat, steadying hersel