“Why are you looking at me like that?” I ask him when he hands me a glass of wine. “How am I looking at you?” He asks standing in front of me. He sits next to me waiting for me to say something. I take a sip of the wine and look at him. I can’t believe he’s playing the dumb game. He knows how he’s looking at me. I can see the lust written all over his face. I might have been out of the dating game for a long time but I can tell when a man is looking at me with lust. He needs to stop looking at me like that because I’m not sure if I can keep my hands off of him. Tonight was a very emotional for me and being here with him is adding to that emotion. I have a lot of sexual tension stored from all of the lack of sex. I was hoping Charles and I would get to the sex part but he bowed out so quickly I didn’t know what hit me. “How is your son taking to living with you?” I ask changing the subject. “He hasn’t moved in yet” He says smiling a little. “Why is that?” I ask moving a little bi
“What the fuck?” He says looking up at me. “Are you expecting company?” I ask looking back at him. “No.” He says but he doesn’t move to go to the check the door. “Are you going to check who it is?” I say trying to move from under him but he doesn’t move. “It’s probably my brother.” He says looking between my legs longingly. “I think I should get dressed.” I say and he looks at me sadly. “I’m going to punch whoever is at the door.” He says looking at the hallway angrily. “I’m going to hug whoever is at the door.” I say and he smiles at me. “Saved by the bell?” He asks getting up and standing straight. “Yes.” I say getting dressed. He looks at me silent for a few seconds. The door bell rings again and he groans. He heads to the door leaving me sitting on his sofa. I breathe slowly trying to come down from the charged situation we just had. A few more seconds we would have been having sex. I didn’t think that one through. Can I jump into bed with him just like that? Shouldn’t I w
“Wait, so you had sex and then you ran away?” Noni asks staring at me confused. “Did he kick you out?” She asks looking at me her face scrunched up. “No, I told you. I left.” I say and she looks at me like what the hell girl? “Was the dick that bad?” She asks looking at me like she’s really trying to figure me out. “No, it was amazing.” I say feeling goose bumps form around my whole body. We had an amazing night. He was amazing; I have never had a night like that with anyone. My body is still buzzing from the way he made me explode. “Then why did you leave at the first sign of sunlight. If it was as good as your face is telling me it was then you would have stayed. I don’t get it, what went wrong?” he says concerned now. “I got overwhelmed. He made me feel things. I opened my eyes and panic set in. I didn’t know what to do. I saw the door and I ran.” I say feeling so open and exposed; I don’t know what to do with the way she’s looking at me. She looks like she’s judging me hard. I
“Hi.” Kane says when I come back into the house. “Hi.” I say walking to sit next to him. He looks at me smiling. “I missed you when I woke up this morning.” He says looking at me his eyes filled with intensity. His voice is low and calm but I can tell he’s holding back his emotions. “I know I should have said goodbye.” I say looking away. I feel bad for leaving him like that. “Or you could have not left.” He states looking at me closely. “Why did you leave?” He asks his brow wrinkling a little. “I…” I say and then the words leave me. He looks at me confused. “I got scared.” I say remembering Noni’s advice. I need to talk to him, tell him the truth and if he can’t handle it I’ll get rid of him faster. “Why were you scared? Did I come on to you too hard? I thought you wanted to.” He says looking at me with a look of horror on his face. “It’s not that, I wanted to, last night was incredible.” I say quickly trying to stop his mind from running. I don’t want him to think that he coer
“This looks and smells amazing.” I say sitting at the kitchen table Kane and my mother set up for our lunch. “Turns out Kane can really cook. I was just helping out.” My mother says smiling at him sweetly. They exchange a knowing look between them and I look at Kane curiously. He seems so comfortable around my mother. What happened in this kitchen in the last half an hour? “I picked up a few skills in Cuba.” He says smiling at me. “Well thank you both for making lunch.” I say smiling at both of them. “Shall I say grace?” My mother asks offering both of us her hands. “Sure.” I say taking her offered hand and bowing my head. She says the prayer and we start eating when she’s done. “Kane tells me you two have known each other for a long time.” She says and I look at Kane like what the hell dude? He looks at me confused. Why would he tell my mother that? She’s going to bring up all the times I sneaked out at night in high school. She and I would fight all the time when I sneaked out
“I wanted to thank you for allowing me to spend time with your mom.” Kane says looking up at me from his stove. “It was fun having you around. My mother can’t stop asking me about you.” I say and smile at me. “Really? I had such a time with her. I didn’t expect to enjoy her company like that.” He says and I nod in understanding. “I get that, you never know what people are like until you spend time with them.” I say and he looks at me thoughtful. He stops staring in the pot, closes it and then he looks at me in thought. “That’s not what I mean.” He says walking to sit down next to me. “Your mom made me feel like I matter. My mother died when I was young so we never got to have a relationship. And the older people I grew up around always had this air of authority and standoffishness about them. But your mom is so open; she didn’t distance herself from me.” He says looking at me closely to see if I get his meaning. “I’ve never had that before.” He says and I look at him with so many q
“Why are you so far from me?” I ask Shalom who is sitting at the edge of the bed looking at me nervously. “Come here.” I say offering my hand to her. She looks at it and then at me but she doesn’t move any closer. I can see in her eyes that she’s not sure and she’s hesitant. I know that she has some misgivings about me and my new single status. But that is not something she has to worry about. She’s who I want to be with, she’s right where she’s supposed to be. I’ve tried to let her know that everything that happened in the past has no effect on the now but she doesn’t seem to hear me. I know that it’s going to take more than words for her to trust me full and I get that I have some work to do, but I can’t lie and say that this is easy. I am holding myself back to give her the space to make her mind up about us, when all I want to do is grab her and make love to her forever. I want her so bad, every time I’m with her I wish we were naked and intertwined. My body is drawn to her,
“I want you.” I say talking through her kisses. She stops kissing me and looks me in my eyes. She starts taking off her top. I help her out of it and she helps me with mine. I help her out of her bra, leaning in to breast and greedily sucking it. “How can you sucking on my nipple feel so intense? I can feel it in my pussy.” She says panting loudly I suck on her breast harder and he gifts me an even louder moan. I turn my attention to her other nipple, giving it all the love. “I need to ride you while you suck on me like this.” She says and my cock almost jumps out of my pants. The image of her riding me flashed in my mind as soon as she said the words. “But first.” She says grabbing my head. “I need you naked. I need to see your beautiful body.” She says and I start to take off my clothes, she doesn’t need to tell me twice. I get rid of all my clothes so fast she giggles at me while she takes off the rest of her clothes. She had clothes to take off but I finished first. I love that
Six months later, our wedding day arrives. The venue is a charming chapel nestled in the hills, surrounded by a sea of white flowers. Everything is draped in white: the chairs, the aisle runner, even the delicate lace that adorns the altar. The soft glow of fairy lights adds a touch of magic, creating a dreamy atmosphere that feels like a scene out of a fairytale. Our guest list is intimate, just fifty of our closest friends and family, making the occasion feel even more special.I’m in a small room at the back of the chapel, getting ready. My dress is a vision of white silk and lace, hugging my curves in all the right places. The intricate beadwork sparkles as I move, catching the light. My hair is styled in loose waves, cascading down my back, with a simple veil trailing behind me. My mother and daughter, my beautiful flower girls, are beside me, dressed in matching white dresses with delicate floral crowns on their heads.My mother fusses over me, adjusting my veil and smoothing ou
I lie on my side and stare at Kane lying next to me. He closes his eyes and then he sighs happily as his body slowly calms down from the high of our orgasms. “I missed you so much,” I say, my voice trembling with emotion. I reach out and touch his brow, feeling the familiar warmth of his skin. The simple contact brings a rush of relief.He opens his eyes and smiles, the tenderness in his gaze melting the remaining shards of hurt within me. “I missed you too,” he replies, moving closer.“I don’t want to fight like that with you ever again,” I whisper, my voice barely audible, yet carrying the weight of a heartfelt promise. His nod is immediate, his eyes reflecting the same resolve.“We will never fight like that ever again,” he assures me, his tone filled with sincerity. He takes my hand into his, his grip firm yet gentle. Lifting it to his lips, he kisses it softly, the gesture a silent vow of commitment and love.I close my eyes, savoring the feeling of contentment that flows throug
I'm in bed watching Shaolm get ready to go to sleep. She's wearing one of those lingerie sets where you can see through the material. I watch the way her skin peaks through and wish my lips were slowly gliding over it. I wish I could feel the softness hidden beneath the material."You okay?" She says when she stops in the middle of the room to look at me. I nod and she starts walking into the bathroom.When she comes back to the room she gets into bed next to me."You're very silent tonight." She says looking over at me."I'm just thinking about how beautiful you are." I say and she smiles shyly."You're beautiful too." She says her smile getting wider and I just stare at her. There's so much light and warmth in her eyes it makes me sigh. She's incredibly gorgeous."Thank you." I say leaning over to kiss her. She wraps her arms around me leaning into the kiss.I slide onto my back, pulling her onto me. I moan
After a long day at the hospital, I finally make my way home, the weight of the day’s events pressing down on me. The evening air is cool, a welcome contrast to the sterile feeling of the hospital. As I unlock the door, the familiar scent of home greets me, and I immediately feel a bit lighter.“Baby?” I call out, stepping inside.“In the kitchen!” Her voice rings back, cheerful and warm.I find her at the stove, stirring a pot of something that smells amazing. She turns and smiles when she sees me, her eyes lighting up. “Hey, you. How was your day?”I lean in to kiss her, savoring the brief moment of normalcy. “Busy. Interesting, too. Smells great in here.”“Chicken curry,” she says with a grin. “It’ll be ready in a few minutes. Why don’t you get changed and relax for a bit?”“Sounds perfect.” I head to our bedroom, changing into more comfo
The hospital corridors hum with the usual morning bustle. As I head to the conference room for the morning briefing, I notice a familiar figure ahead, her brown hair tied back in a neat ponytail. My steps falter for a second before I continue walking, my mind racing.Olive.I know she ran into Shalom a week ago and I don't know how she'll react. It sucks that we have to work together but their internal medicine fellowship and our neurosurgery program h work together from time t time and I'm stuck with her this week. The unexpected sight of her here, in the same hospital, stirs up a whirlwind of emotions.Entering the conference room, I take a seat and try to focus on the meeting. Dr. Malik outlines the cases for the day, his voice steady and authoritative. When he mentions a complex case requiring collaboration with internal medicine, my heart skips a beat.“And for this case, you’ll be working closely with Dr. Olive Bennett from Internal Medicine,” he says, glancing around the room
Today is my first solo surgery. I can't believe it but I can because I worked harder than most people and I'm not surprised I've progressed so quickly in the program.It's both exciting and nerve wrecking blend as I prepare for my first solo surgery. It's a simple procedure—a lumbar discectomy—but the significance of it being my first is huge.Dr. Hunter's words from that first day echo in my mind as I scrub in: "This program is designed to challenge you and expand your capabilities." I’ve spent countless hours observing, assisting, and honing my skills under the watchful eyes of the attendings. Today, it’s my turn.I walk into the OR, the sterile environment buzzing with the quiet efficiency of the surgical team. Dr. Malik, who has been an incredible mentor, gives me a reassuring nod from across the room. “Ready, Dr.?” He smiles at me and I exhale slowly.“Ready,” I reply, my voice steady despite the
Sitting in my car, the world around me blurs as tears fill my eyes. My chest tightens, and I struggle to catch my breath. The image of Shalom with her baby is burned into my mind, a constant reminder of what I’ve lost. Panic grips me, making it hard to think, hard to breathe.I close my eyes, trying to calm myself. "In and out," I whisper to myself, focusing on my breathing. "In and out." Slowly, the panic begins to recede, but the pain remains, a dull ache in my chest.I lean back in my seat, staring at the ceiling. How did it come to this? How did I end up here, alone and broken? Kane was everything to me, and now he’s gone, living a life I can only dream of. I squeeze my eyes shut, wishing I could erase the last few minutes from my memory.But the truth is, I needed to see it. I needed to see that Kane has moved on, that he’s happy. Maybe now I can start to heal, to find a way to move forward without him.With a shaky breath, I open my eyes and wipe away the tears. I need to get ou
I can't believe what I'm seeing. It's her. My heart pounds as I duck behind a rack of summer dresses, and my breath catches in my throat. I peek through the fabric, watching Shalom browse the store with her baby. The scene stirs a whirlwind of emotions in me—a mix of anger, jealousy, and a tinge of curiosity.Shalom moves gracefully, her attention focused on the baby in a stroller. I can see the soft coos and the gentle way Shalom interacts with her baby, a smile across her lips. I feel my heart break at the sight. I want to get closer, to see the baby, and to understand what has changed in Kane's life since he broke up with me.My mind races with thoughts. Why did he choose Shalom? What did she have that I didn’t? I need answers, and this might be my only chance to find them.Taking a deep breath, I straighten up, trying to appear nonchalant as I step out from behind the rack. I pick up a dress and pretend to examine it, all the while inching closer to Shalom.Shalom seems oblivious
I stir awake, blinking sleepily the scent of coffee and pancakes fills the air. I sit up, stretching, and for a moment, a soft smile touches me lips as shei remembers the warmth of Kane beside me."Good morning, sleepyhead," Kane greets me with a grin as he places a plate of pancakes on the table. "I made your favorite"I smile, my eyes brightening. "You spoil me," I say, sliding into the chair. "Thank you, Kane."He pours me a cup of coffee, watching me as I take my first sip. "I thought we could spend the day together. Maybe take Rene to the zoo. What do you think?"My smile widens at the mention of our daughter. "I think that sounds perfect," I reply, reaching for Kane's hand across the table. "I love the idea of a family day."As we eat breakfast, our conversation is light and filled with laughter. I find himself marveling at how easy it is to talk to him how natural it feels to plan our day together. There's a sense of normalcy that I cherishes, a reminder that we are building som