Two weeks later “Come here. I missed you.” Kane says picking me up. I giggle as my legs wrap around his waist. He walks into his house, closing the door behind us. “Two weeks is too long to go without seeing each other. We need to fix that.” He says putting me down in the living room. “Sometimes life happens.” I say and he frowns at my words. I guess he doesn’t agree. “We have to make time for the important stuff and you’re important to me. The two of you are very important to me.” He says placing his hand on my belly. “I guess so.” I say and he leans down to give me a kiss. “Work has been keeping me busy. But I get what you mean. We need to make a conscious effort to see each other.” I say when we break the kiss. He nods and guides me to the sofa. “Speaking of making time. I have a favor to ask.” He says pulling me to him so we can get even closer. I let myself relax into him. I let my body mold into him. I missed being with him, I missed feeling the strength of his body next to
Shalom walks into my bedroom with a towel around her body and nothing else. My cock gets hard at the sight of her soft skin. All I can think about is the feel of her pussy around my… I clear my throat and look away. I don’t know how I’m going to get through this. She’s been complaining about sore muscles and I offered to give a light massage. But now that we’re here I don’t know if this is a good idea. I want to help relieve her pain but I have a feeling it’s going to be at my detriment. After the night she left me in this very room with my heart shattered on the floor, I made a promise to myself. I’m not going to make love to her until I’m sure she’s mine. I need to trust that she won’t run, I want to be sure that she’s sure about her feelings for me. I have too much to lose. My heart can’t take another blow from her, it's holding on by a tiny thread. Granted I made this promise out of hurt and anger. I didn’t account for the fact that she’s the only woman I’ve wanted with all of my
This is awkward is the first thing that pops into my mind when Junior’s mom opens her front door. She looks at me for a second and then she looks at Kane. This is the girl that replaced me once upon a time. I don’t know what the universe is doing right now but I don’t like it. It’s no lie that she hated me in High School. How do I know that this time it will be different? Has she changed? Is she still holding an uncalled-for grudge? “Welcome.” She says opening the door to let us in. I enter first and a huge smile spreads across my face as I walk in. The house is so beautiful and bright. “Wow, your home is so beautiful.” I say looking at her and she gives me an unsure half-smile. I stop smiling immediately. I guess she’s not feeling my vibe. She leads us into her sitting room and I sit on the edge of the seat. I get the feeling I shouldn’t get too comfortable. “Thank you. I appreciate it.” She says looking me straight in the eyes. The stare-down she’s giving me right now takes me bac
“So, how did it go?” Kane asks glancing at me from the driver’s seat and he quickly looks back at the road. “What did you guys talk about?” He adds nervously. I look out the window going through the conversation I had with the mother of his child. She said so much more after we talked about Junior. She gave me insight into the type of father Kane is. It was beautiful to hear how present he was even though he was all the way across the world. It wasn't easy for either of them but they made it work. Her words tugged at my heart because of my pregnancy. I've always known he's meant to be a great father but I can't say I'm not nervous. He’s very demanding you know. She said at one point. Kane I mean. She added. He’s the type of man that wants what he wants when he wants it. “We talked about Junior,” I say when I realize I’ve been silent for too long. “She wanted to make sure that I’m in this for the right reasons,” I say looking back at him.He looks at me for a split second and looks
3 am the next morningI feel Shalom toss and turn next to me. I reach out my hand and touch her back. The moment we make contact my body warms up. I smile at how easily turned on I am by her.“You’re okay baby?” I ask moving my body towards her. My cock makes contact with her ass and it takes everything in me not to grind into her.I know I said I wasn’t going to make love to her until she fully accepts our love but I don’t think I can survive that long. I am desperate for her, my body craves her.My breath hitches as she grinds her ass into me. She moans softly as she feels my hard cock. My body haters up in anticipation of being with her.I want her with every fiber of my being.She moves away from me and I breathe in grateful she had the strength to stop because I don’t think I can.I feel her moving around and I resist the urge to turn on the light so I can see what she’s doing.My answer comes when she reaches back, grabbing my hand. I move close to her as she guides it between h
"I want to start by apologizing for the way things played out." I say when Shalom's mom sits on the sofa in front of mine, She hasn't said anything since I worked through the door 15 minutes ago. She asked her daughter to give us a moment to talk, made us some tea and here we are looking at each other awkwardly. Idon't have the words to express how sorry I am for making her daughter pregnant before marrying her. She probably thinks I'm a dead beat that is going to leave her child with a baby. I had nightmares about this very moment last night. I dreamed she cussed me out, chased me out of her house and made Shalom promise she will never see me again. My heart is in my throat right now. Everything is on the line right now. I want this to go right. I can't lose the love of my life and my child. "Oh?" She says not really giving me anythig to work with. She's not as open as she was the last time we had lunch together. And I understand why, thereason for our meeting today is life alterin
"How are you feeling?" I ask Kane when he walks out of the bathroom and he sits on the far side of the bed. He hasn't said much since we got home from my house to see my mother. I don't know what they talked about and I don't know if I want to ask. If I'm being truthful, I've been dreading their conversation since I told my mother I was pregnant. I know she's happy for and she will love my baby no matter what but... My mother wanted me to have a traditional life. She wanted me to go to school, get a job, meet a man, get married, and then have a baby. For as long as I can remember she warned me about getting pregnant when I'm not "stable"We haven't really had a conversation about it but I know she's disappointed in my choices right now. And my fear is that she might not say it to me but she might say it to Kane. And his mood right now is not giving me any peace. I'm terrified of the things she said to him. I'm afraid to find out that the conversation didn't go so well. I'm afraid
Six months later"Wow, Hi mommy. You look good" Jay says when I walk through the door. I smile at the look on his face. He's looking at me like he's seeing me for the first time. I unconsciously rub my belly, he's seeing me for the first time wityh my belly this big and I can tell it's a shock. I am showing now and people haven't been shy to let me know I look pregnant."Hi" I say shyly, leaving him at the door. I walk into the living room and sit at one of the sofas. A memory of the night I saw Kane pops into my mind. That is the night my life changed. Had he not invited me to that get together, I wouldn't be pregnant or dating Kane for that matter."How are you feeling?" He asks smiling at me. "Can I get you anything?" He says and I shake my head no. He sits on the sofa next to mine and he stares at me."I feel different." I say and he nods a huge smile plasterred on his face."I can imagine, y
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