"Hi, guys," Caroline says looking from me to Olive. She smiles at me sympathetically and I smile back in response. Olive gets up a huge smile on her face and she hugs Caroline.
"Hi, girl." Olie says to Caroline cheerfully. Are you okay? Caroline mouths to me as Olive hugs her.
"Wow!" Mathew exclaims as he walks into the room and he sees me sitting there and his cousin's ex-fiance hugging his wife."What's going on here?" He asks looking at Farrow. He walks to me and he hugs me hello. "Are you okay?" He asks concerned. I nod and he frowns.
"I came to hang out with the gang. I live in Joburg now." Olive say
30 Minutes LaterI walk through Jay's front door my heart in my throat. I don't know what Olive's deal is but she shouldn't be here. Neither JayorFarrow invited her so she has to be some stupid game. I shouldn't have left Shalom here. I bet she's pissed at me. And I don't blame her."There heis." Olive says when I enter the living room. There are about 10 of Farrow and Jay's friends and family in the house, andeveryone is talking at the same time. Music&nbs
Mathew pulls me aside when we're alone."You're going to tell her to leave right?" He asks when he's sure no one can hear us."I was thinking Shalom and I should leave. I can't throw her out of the party, she's going to cause a scene." I say and Mathew looks at me like I'm crazy.You can't leave." Jay says coming into the room."But we can't stay I don't want to put Shalom through anymore stress." I say and the both of them shakes their heads at me disapproving."I want you here not her. I'll ask her to leave." Jay says and he starts walking back to where Olive is. I grab his arm quickly to stop him."I don't want to create drama and I know Olive is going to act a fool once you ask her to leave." I say and he frowns."I don't see what we have to spare her feelings. The two of you are not together and she wasn't invited so she shouldn't be here." Jay says all of it tru but I feel bad for Olive. I c
We're lying in bed. My muscles feel delicious after that hot bath and several orgasms. I stretch my body and moan in pleasure. My thigh touches Kane's and I make a happy sound. Life is beautiful right now."How do you feel about today?" He asks turning his body towards me and he wraps one arm over my body."Do you mean how do I feel about your ex's ambush," I say and he sighs. I smile and place my hand on his arm. He's getting tense with every passing second of me not answering his question."Yes. Are you mad at me?" He asks asking the real question."Should I be mad? Is there something I should be mad about?" I ask and he moves uncomfortably."There's nothing to be mad about." He says his voice steady."You would tell me if there was something to be mad about right ? You wouldn't lie to me I hope." I say and his arm gets firmer around me."Yes I would never lie to you." He says an
Mathew and Jay walk into the room looking like they were just told the worst news of their lives. Mathew gives me a look and I look back at him with a quizzical look. it's amazing how Olive is all smiles and everone else around her looks miserable."Thank you." Olive says smiling happily at Jay as he hands her a glass of champagne."You're welcome." Jay says taking a seat. He looks at me weirdly as well. What are they expecting me to say? I can't do anything here. If I start acting badly towards her I'm going to be the bitch that took her man and got mad about it.She knows that she has the upper hand here and she's going to use it to her advantage. I know she's pretending to be happy and she's acting like seeing Kane with someone else doesn't bother her but there's no way.I don't want to be there when this act blows up but I'm not going to contribute to it. All I have to do is sit back and mind my own business.
A few hours laterThe party is over, and most of Jay and Farrow's friends are gone. The only people that are left are Kane and I, Mathew and Caroline, Olive and Farrow's cousin. A few drinks have been had. We're no longer tense and the conversation has taken a turn."Wait, wait. wait. So you mean you've never given your boyfriend head?" Farrow asks her cousin shocked. I don't know when our conversation turned from medicine to sex but here we are. A room full of adults discussing her cousin's sexual exploits."No." She says smiling. Jay is staring at her horrified. "It's not that I've never done it before, it's just that I don't enjoy it." She add
"So what exactly about giving head don't you enjoy?" Caroline asks getting onto the conversation. I sigh and reach for my drink. I guess this is not over yet, "What I'm just curious. You hear people say they don't like doing it but they never actually explain why" Caroline says looking at me with a glint in her eyes. I shrug and she looks at Olive and then at Farrow's cousin. "Is it the feel of it? The?..." She says but doesn't finish the sentence.Kane clears his throat and he looks at me smiling. He has a different type of glint in his eyes as well. He needs to stop looking at me like that. He stares at my lips and then his eyes slowly caress my throat and then they move up to my eyes and then back to my lips. He licks his and my pussy spasms. I touch my throat and look away. He chuckles softly and places his hand on my thigh. This not the time or the place to be thinking about the shit we get up to when we're alone.
When we get home, I check in with the kids and find them in bed. It's late but I had to see them before I got to bed. My mother made sure Rene was fed and asleep. I need to remember to thank her in the morning.When I get to our bedroom Kane is in the bathroom, the bath water is running and he has candles on, bubble bath overflowing in the tub and he's completely naked."You look beautiful." I say walking into the bathroom. He's sitting on the closed toilet watching the tub fill up."Oh yeah?" He asks smiling at me."Yes. You look delicious." I say walking to the wall at the opposite side of the room and leaning on it. I take my time looking at him."Are you going to just stand there looking at me." He asks smiling."I don't see anything wrong with that. I love what I'm seeing." I say licking my lips appreciatively."I can think of better ways you can appreciate what you're looking at.
We're lying in bed. My muscles feel delicious after that hot bath and several orgasms. I stretch my body and moan in pleasure. My thigh touches Kane's and I make a happy sound. Life is beautiful right now."How do you feel about today?" He asks turning his body towards me and he wraps one arm over my body."Do you mean how do I feel about your ex's ambush," I say and he sighs. I smile and place my hand on his arm. He's getting tense with every passing second of me not answering his question."Yes. Are you mad at me?" He asks asking the real question."Should I be mad? Is there something I should be mad about?" I ask and he moves uncomfortably."There's nothing to be mad about." He says his voice steady."You would tell me if there was something to be mad about right ? You wouldn't lie to me I hope." I say and his arm gets firmer around me."Yes I would never lie to you." He says and I nod.&nbs
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