Dean's POV:Entering her room, I'm welcomed by a warm smile and arms lifting up in my direction. It's next to her beautiful baby belly, the most wonderful thing I've seen in weeks."Your plasters are off your arms." I state with a huge smile myself and cross the room as fast as possible. My arms wrap around her, and even if her arms are obiously weak, she wraps her arms around me, too.It's the first proper hug since Russia, which seems like a lifetime ago. My heart is going into overdrive again, finally feeling her like this. And most of all, she's hugging me back. This feeling is so amazing, I don't think I ever want to let go of her again. Suddenly, I feel her body quaking in my arms, and her head burries into my chest while she starts sobbing uncontrolably. What happened? "Hey Kar, what's wrong?" She doesn't answer, just burries herself even more into me and sobs, even louder. "Honey, you're worrying me. Did something happen?" Is something wrong with the babies? Does she already
Dean's POV:It's Friday, and as promised, I've taken the day off. Right now, Kiara is back into surgery, but only a very small one to take all those wires out of her legs. Even if it's less than an hour for everything, the waiting is killing me. Knowing the narcotics again isn't good for the babies, and Kiara will be dealing some fresh pain again.On the other hand, she's been so excited about it, knowing she'll be able to leave the bed again and very slowly start training her legs. I use my waiting time to call the real estate, there are a couple of houses I would like to take a look at. With babies, my apartment won't be appropriate, and Kiara is going to take at least a couple of months until she will be able to walk.No one can tell us at this point how much she will be able to regain. Some nerves have been destroyed, and with all the bone crashes, we don't know how the pain will be even once it's fully healed. So what we need is a home where she can move around freely with her wh
Dean's POV:****3 weeks later****"Oh my god, Dean, did you feel it again?" It's been a week ago that we could feel the first kicks. Well, at first, she could only feel them, but now they're getting stronger, and I can clearly feel them too. The first time she could feel it, Kiara cried. Now, she gets excited every single time.Even if it wasn't planned, Kiara and I are getting more and more excited about being parents. She has no idea about the amount of shopping I've already done. She's probably going to think I've gone totally out of my mind. My hand is caressing her belly while we're waiting for the exams. One more ultra sound of the babies and one more talk with Dr Pierce before Kiara is allowed home. "They're getting excited coming home," I tell her when I feel a kick underneath my hand. It's an indescribable feeling, filling my heart with love and joy. Who would have thought any of this would happen, only a couple of months ago?"Our temporary home," Kiara corrects me.As I wan
Kiara's POV:Driving back home with Dean feels great and uncomfortable at the same time. I wanted nothing more than to finally leave the hospital behind me. But the last time I was in Dean's apartment, I left him because I thought he cheated on me. I thought I was only a game to him. Now, these emotions are unexpectedly crashing in on me again.Going back there triggers everything that has happened in the last couple of weeks and months. It's not like I don't understand why he did what he did, and I know he loves me, and I love him. But in moments like this, I'm afraid of the next fall. At the moment, I can't deal with falling even more.My life has gotten a little out of control. At the moment, my focus is solely on getting the control back and making sure my babies are safe. By now, I know Dean would do anything for our twins, and I'm sure he'd do anything for me, too. I love the way he holds and kisses me, the way he cares, the looks he gives me as if I were the most important pers
Kiara's POV:Damn these hormones make such a mess out of me. Again, I'm crying like a baby. Dean said everything I needed to hear in this moment. He gives me a swift kiss before getting out of the car and getting my wheelchair out. The expression on his face tells me how much he has to battle the urge to help me into my wheelchair and how much he hates watching me struggle like this. A few times, he thought he could take this burden off me by helping me move. Until I explained to him, the only way for me to learn is by doing it myself. If I really need help because I can't do it, I'll ask him.That's definitely going to be one of my biggest issues, I'm too determined to do things by myself. We'll both have to learn how to compromise, I guess. Once I'm seated in my wheelchair and have moved far enough away from the car door to close it, I turn to Dean."Well, you allowed me to get into my wheelchair by myself. Now I'd be happy to take your help." His eyes give me a curious look, but he
Dean's POV:During the last couple of weeks, I've spent most of my nights in the hospital. But actually having Kiara back in my bed, in my arms, is something completely different. Feeling her body pressed against mine like this, without any nurse walking in on us any second and without barriers feels better than ever before.Knowing I could have lost her. Knowing I actually had lost her for a short while makes me realize even more how important she has become to me. My nose dips into her hair, taking in her very own addicting fragrance. Watching her sleep peacefully is a great pleasure to me, especially knowing how little calm sleep she gets. Last night, she only woke up twice from the nightmares haunting her, which is way less than the average nights. Those cries and screams even haunt me in my own dreams and the pictures of what they did to her.Gently, I pick up one of her beautiful ginger coloured hair strands between my fingers and place it gently behind her ear, just to get a be
Dean's POVWhile Kiara looks a little confused, I grab hold of her wheelchair and push her in the direction of her old room. Once I open the door, Kiara gasps loudly but grips onto the wheelchair to move further into her old room."Oh my god, Dean. Where the hell did all this come from?" She takes a good look around.The room is stacked with baby stuff, rompers, cute little boddies, hats, bottles, two car seats, soft toys, rattles, dummies, nappies, two craddles and loads of other things."I might have gotten a little carried away." I admit, looking at the load in front of me. "The night before your surgery, when they took the wires out, I was a little anxious and wanted to distract myself. And the night after we decided which house we'd take I was extremely excited and went back to that shop again."Kiara chuckles, and a warm heart melting smile creeps upon her face. "You do know babies grow quickly, right? By the amount of rompers you bought, they will probably never get to wear all
Dean's POV:It's been six weeks since that dreadful court case. Although I know how hard that court case was for Kiara, to be precise for all of us, she went through with it in a typical Kiara way. She cursed the hell out on the people, especially my mother and Mr Cole.If I hadn't been so worried about her, it would have been hilarious to watch. In the end, she even got a fine and was nearly thrown out of the court for bad behaviour. Tsss, I can't believe they called her out for bad behaviour after what she has been through.Calling Mr Cole, a cold-hearted bastard or my mother, a psycho baby stealing horror freak while they were brought into the courtroom in handcuffs, wasn't exactly what the judge liked to hear.And the lot worse, cursing, while their lawyers tried to find a way to get them out of the shit while pressuring Kiara was cursing on a completely new level. I know how afraid she was. But one thing's for sure, she wouldn't show that to any of them. Jeez, if she behaved anyt
****12 years later****Dean's POV:"Dad, why the fuck am I not allowed to go to the party?" Phoebe whines and there's no doubt where she's got her language from."Because I said no. You're seventeen. You're not going to some party where the guys are just waiting to get you drunk and do things with you." "Damn dad, I'm seventeen and a half, so in half a year, I'm legal and can do whatever I want. Besides, you know exactly I can't do shit. You'll know exactly what I'm doing anyway.""Yes, the last time I had to see you kiss some guy as newest tweet from some stupid tabloid. And I'm sure not having that again." For years, I hated the media showing so much interest in our kids. Now, for the first time, I can see the perks of it as our kids can't do shit without us not knowing. Or them at least being afraid of getting caught."Damn, it was just a kiss. I didn't fuck him or anything. He didn't even touch me.""If he had, he'd be a dead man by now." I grit out, not even wanting to think abou
**** 3,5 years later****Kiara's POV:From my shaded place at the pool, I take a glance over to my husband. The way his muscles flex along his broad worked out shoulders is ever so delicious. God, how can someone look so incredibly good and mouth-watering? He turns around, and his toned chest and abs are right on view for me. The way his wet shorts cling to his body showing every well-built leg muscle, too. It definitely has my heat rising.His hands run through his wet hair while he clears his throat once he's standing in front of me. Damn, the way the water is drizzling down every perfect shaped and toned muscle on his body. And those wet, full, soft lips which are now twisting into a crooked smirk."Honey, if you keep on looking at me like that, I'll never finish preparing for Wyatt's birthday party in two hours. Jeez, just the look on your face turns me on like hell.""It's not my fault you had to jump into the pool and look so incredible delicious," I defend myself."Sorry, I nee
Kiara's POV: ****nearly 1,5 years later****My dreamy eyes linger on my two toddlers in front of the Christmas tree, while Dean is trying to convince them to play with the toys he so proudly chose but now aren't of interest to any of them. Instead, they are having hell of a fun playing with the wrapping paper. "Why the hell did I spend so much money on toys if all they want is some stupid wrapping paper?" Dean complains while walking up to me. Dean is such an adorable dad, and my heart swells every time I see my three loved ones playing together."I told you they don't need all of this fancy stuff and the amount of toys you bought. You went a little crazy again, didn't you?""I just want them to be happy and have everything they wish for." The expression on his face is a little sulky while looking across the floor to Phoebe and Leo. Phoebe, in the meantime, finds it awfully funny to put the sticky ends on to her brother and hiding his face under the wrapping paper."They're not even
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Kiara's POV:Once I've made sure to show my appearance nearly everywhere once, I take my time to fully take in everything here. This place is a huge mansion, and the garden is amazing. I've never seen anything like it. It's like a huge sculptured park with all kinds of flowers everywhere. The air is filled with a sweet scent of the roses and lavender. I love lavender. There are secret hideouts, fountains, a lake, and huge old trees, giving this place a romantic look as if it were from another century. Nancy obviously went all out on the decorations, too. I can see fairy lights everywhere, which are probably meant to light up the garden in the evening. Flower bouquets are spread throughout the area, torches put up for the night, huge ribbons, and other kinds of decorations wherever you look. We're so lucky with the summer weather, making it perfect. It's warm, but the many old trees give us enough space for people being able to stand and sit in the shade.This looks like a fairy tale
Kiara's POV:,"You're so god damn beautiful, Mrs Arlington." Dean whispers full of awe against my lips before drawing fully back. I love the way that sounds.People around us start laughing and cheering even more at Dean's eager kiss. Neither of us wanted to break out of it. He noticed right away when my legs had reached their limit, and now I'm in his amazing, strong arms. Arms, which make me feel treasured and protected in every single way.Sean was the only one who knew about me wanting to walk down the aisle. He rushes down the other end, where I have left my wheelchair behind, and he gets it for me. Tyler uses his chance to squeeze us first, and I literally mean squeeze because what he's doing right now isn't hugging. He's squeezing the living shit out of us."Air, Tyler. I need air." I manage to get out totally breathless while being squashed between Dean and him. "We're not a hamburger, and I'm not the piece of meat in between.""Oh, beautiful, but I wouldn't mind you being the
Dean's POV:And then she appears with Sean at her side. My heart stops for a second, as I don't just see my absolutely stunning bride, but also see how she gets up out of her wheelchair. Oh my god, she starts walking towards me, secured by Sean's arm. Step by step, she comes closer.Everyone around us is gasping at her sight."Holy fuck!" Tyler exclaims.I feel the urge to rush up to her and carry her the rest of the way here. I can clearly see she is struggling, but also how determined she is to walk her way up to me. She must have trained more than I knew. I had no idea she was able to walk again at all. Tears start rolling down my cheeks at my incredible bride.She's so strong, and seeing her walk totally knocks the breath out of me. Besides, she is absolutely stunning. Beautiful, sexy all in all beyond imagination. The dress she is wearing is beautiful too. As soon as she's in front of me, I can't hold back and wrap my arms around her and cry. I don't care what the people think,
Dean's POV:The last couple of hours have been torture. No scratch that ever since she left the house yesterday at lunchtime has been a torture. Damn, it's only been a little over 24 hours, and I'm missing her like hell. At least I had Phoebe and Leo during the daytime yesterday, while Gale took Kiara for a spa. But since Gale picked up my babies last night, I missed them all so incredible much.Tyler and Chris wanted to go for a strip club. No way was I up for that. I don't want to see any other woman naked in front of me, other than my own girl. To my surprise, Tyler even wasn't too pushy about it and quickly understood. Of course, he had a remark about it."Honestly, man, if I had Kiara at home, I wouldn't want to see any other chick naked again either. She's the jackpot, and no sexy stripper could keep up to that. Fuck, I'd never let her out of the bed again and fuck her until she couldn't walk and keep it going." Yes, he did get a smack for that from me.The thing with Tyler is,
Kiara's POV:Only minutes later, I hear the knock at the door Nancy and Gale have arrived. Apparently, Nancy has already been to our location where we're marrying, making sure everything is being prepared as it should be. She scares the shit out of me when she yells through the phone because the wedding cake hasn't been delivered yet. And there was me thinking I could be a badass and impatient.Gale gives me a huge smile and hug. "How are you feeling, darling?""Excited and nervous," I lower my voice for only her to hear. "And a little scarred of Nancy, to be honest." Gale looks across to Nancy, who is still yelling orders through the phone and laughs."You should have heard her ramble away beforehand. She was beyond pissed because the table clothes apparently now are an off-white instead of an eggshell white like she had ordered. Honestly, I couldn't tell the difference, but for her, it was a huge disaster, and she's saying the whole colour scheme has been messed up through it. She's