Nathan's POV“Ok, Amelie, let’s go,” I grab her by the hand.“What? Where are we going?” She asks, puzzled.“Well, first, we’re going to take Grandfather back to his room,” I advise. “Then you and I have a date planned.”“But I want to be here when Zander returns from surgery,” Amelie states.“You will be. I spoke with Dr. Carrera earlier this morning. He said Zander won’t return to his room until at least 4:30 pm. So that looks like we have more than six hours to kill,” I answer.“Where are we going?” She questions.I push Grandfather towards the door, “Follow me, and you’ll find out.”Amelie starts following me down the hallway, and I look back at her. She’s probably not prepared for the day I will give her today, but I want to spoil her and pamper her. She needs to relax, and she’s definitely going to do that. I smile at her, and she looks curious.After we get Grandfather settled and say our goodbyes, I lead Amelie to the elevators by the hand. We get into the elevator, and I pres
Amelie’s POV“What?” I ask, puzzled.He holds out his hand to me, and I tentatively take it. We head through a set of glass doors, and the smell is overwhelming. A strong odor of sulfur and earth hits my nose. I then realize there is a massive pool of mud.“Mud?” I question.“Yes,” Nathan smiles, “mud.”“Amelie,” Charlotte says, “we’ll get you in first. Please remove your robe.”I shyly untie my robe; Charlotte holds it up and gives me some privacy as I slowly descend into the mud. I still hold my arm across my exposed chest as a precaution. I feel Nathan’s gaze on my back as I enter the mud pit. The sensation is nothing like I’ve ever felt before. Warm and squishy mud slowly overtakes my senses. I’m covered up past my breasts, thank goodness. Nathan has entered right after me. I’m a little self-conscious about being topless, but the mud is so thick I’m sure Nathan can’t see anything, plus I have my back to him.“Turn around,” Nathan requests.I hesitate to turn but then spin aroun
Nathan’s POVI turn my head as Amelie slips off her robe. Damn. I’m greeted by the most perfect perk ass I’ve ever seen in my life. Would it be wrong if I were to get up and bite it? I bit my lip and let out a faint cough.Both massage therapists enter the room and dim the lights. I hear the therapist speaking to Amelie and can’t believe it when she says she has never had a massage before. The way she carries herself, I always forget that she had a completely different upbringing from mine. She’s so elegant, charming, and refined. I make a mental note to ensure she’s booked for a weekly massage.Wait a minute, is that a male massage therapist she has? I requested a female one for her. No matter how professional he is, there is no way another man is rubbing his hands all over my Amelie. I motioned to Bernard, my concierge, and whispered in his ear. He motions for the therapist to switch places.The therapist starts the soft music, and I try to relax and enjoy the massage. Try is the op
Amelie’s POVCharlotte and Bernard walk into the treatment room, “Ms. Cavanaugh, Dr. Michaels, please follow us to your private dining area,” Bernard instructs.Nathan lifts my hand to his lips, “Come, sweetheart, you need to see this view.”Okay, I know it's all for the show, but I like Nathan's attention. At least I can pretend he has feelings for me.Nathan leads me out to a patio, and the view is spectacular. I walk to the edge of the patio and gasp at the view. A pristine beach is dotted with people walking in the sand, and the waves crash against the shoreline. I can smell the mix of salty sea air and beautiful primrose planted around the patio. It’s a lovely day at the end of November. The sun is shining brightly, and the weather is unseasonably warm—just a light chill in the breeze. I could picture how busy the beach would be in the summer. Families play on the beach and in the ocean, and everyone laughs and smiles while enjoying the time spent with loved ones. Would I ever
Amelie’s POVWe arrive back at the hospital after another wonderful helicopter ride. I am so thankful for everything Nathan did for me today. I feel so relaxed and centered. I also feel so much more connected to Nathan. Spending time with him is so easy. I fall more for him with every minute I’m in his presence.“Amelie,” Nathan said, holding out his hand to me, “are you coming?”“Of course,” I answered.He leads me down the stairs from the roof and into the elevator. We arrive at the VIP ward just in time to see Dr. Carrera standing at the ward desk.“Dr. Carrera,” Nathan exclaimed.“Ahh, Dr. Michaels, and Ms. Cavanaugh, just the people I want to see.”“Hi, Dr. Carrera,” I said nervously, “Please tell me everything is ok with Zander.”“Ms. Cavanaugh, everything is excellent with your brother.” He replied. “Zander came through the surgery with flying colors.”I jumped and hugged Dr. Carrera, “Thank you so much! I owe you everything!”“Amelie, don’t break the surgeon,” Nathan laughed.
Nathan’s POVI have to admit I miss Amelie. I haven’t seen her in two days. On Tuesday and Wednesday, Samuel and I had to fly out to Seattle to finalize the three acquisitions. To our surprise, on Wednesday, before we left, we secured two more financial companies that had approached us for mergers. It was a successful trip all around.Amelie had thrown herself into studying for her finals as soon as we got home Monday evening from the hospital. We had been texting back and forth for a couple of days, and I found it so easy to talk to her, whether by phone or text. There was never an awkward pause in the conversation.Zander continued to improve at a rapid pace. Dr. Carrera had said that because he was a top-tier athlete, his recovery would be a quick one. They did, however, want to keep him in the hospital for one to two weeks to make sure everything was going well. I honestly think grandfather had something to do with that because he enjoyed hanging around Zander so much that he was
Nathan’s POVAmelie looks so happy. As the plane lands, she is staring out the window, beaming with a wide smile on her face.Once we’re at the hangar, Captain Thomas comes out of the cockpit.“Thank you so much, Captain Thomas,” Amelie says and hugs him.Captain Thomas laughs, “You’re welcome.”We head to the waiting convertible.“A Lamborghini?” Amelie yelps.“I thought my queen needed a hot-looking chariot,” I mused.“Nathan, you’re so over the top with spoiling me!” Amelie blurted out.“Just you wait,” I smirked.We take off from the hangar and head towards the Las Vegas strip. Amelie’s hair is blowing in the breeze, and she sings along to the radio, which ironically plays Elvis’ Viva Las Vegas. We made a quick stop at the Welcome to Las Vegas sign, and a nice couple offered to take our picture. We get back in the car, and Amelie quickly sends the picture to Tiff. Her text notification goes off in less than 30 seconds.Amelie’s POVTiff: What the heck?Amelie: I know, right?Tiff:
Nathan’s POVAmelie is so adorable when she’s flustered. So, she likes my body? That’s good to know. She looks so incredibly sexy in that red dress. I kind of wish I was ripping it off of her.Focus, Nathan.I finish getting my tux on and head out to the living room area. I didn’t have to wait very long for Amelie. She appears out of the bedroom, looking like a total goddess. She has her luscious brown hair cascading in face-framing curls, and her makeup is subtle but accentuates her natural beauty—that red dress, phew, that red dress. The only word for her is stunning.“Amelie, you look absolutely stunning,” I exclaimed.“You don’t look too shabby yourself, Nathan,” she says with a big grin.“Shall we?” I signal to the door.“We shall,” she responds.We head down the elevator to the lobby and then out to the limo, waiting outside. I swear Amelie turned every single guy's head in that lobby. She really is a natural beauty. I mean inside and out. Her personality and charm are exuded in
Nathan’s POVIt was all over the media how Amelie had basically saved the day with the plane crash. I was so proud of her. My Amelie deserved to be recognized for her caring nature.The flight home to New York went smoothly. I kept a constant eye on all three ladies for any trauma reactions from flying again, but they were all occupied talking about the party tomorrow. Kimmy was saying how she had bought the perfect outfit for Amelie for the lingerie and PJ party. I was a little nervous as I knew Kimmy, and I honestly didn’t want any guys seeing anything they shouldn’t be seeing.Amelie had been texting back and forth between her and Zander throughout the entire flight. He was so worried about her. Zander had seen all the RIP messages on her Instagram and had freaked out. Luckily, Dante and Dutton were with him. They had told him she was safe as soon as I had texted them last night. He had tried to reach out to Amelie, but unfortunately, she had forgotten to turn her phone back on aft
Nathan’s POVAfter eating last night, both Amelie and I were exhausted. We snuggled into bed, and Amelie fell asleep almost immediately. She definitely had a trying day and deserved the rest. I ended up staying up a bit and working on my phone. Amelie was lying on my chest and snoring like a little kitten. Amelie’s Instagram now has up to 110,000 followers. Many people are leaving RIP comments since the rescue hasn’t been announced yet. Roy said they would be announcing it at 9 am tomorrow. He asked if Amelie could be there, but I don’t know if I’ll tell her. I also messaged Dr. Yvonne and asked if there was any way possible for her to make an after-hours call to the apartment. I explained the situation, hoping that she could make an exception. Finally, I contacted the bakery to ask if they could bring the cake testing to our penthouse as well. Then I finally went to sleep.Amelie’s POVI slept like a baby. I was so comfortable and so warm and toasty. Then I realized why. At some poin
Nathan’s POVI was pacing the room while Amelie was in the shower. Should I really tell her I love her tonight? Is it the wrong move? She literally just got out of a traumatic experience. Maybe it would be too much for her to handle. What if she didn’t feel the same way? Would she still want to marry me? Fuck. I hadn’t even thought of that before. My thoughts were interrupted by Amelie walking out of the bathroom in her robe. She was towel-drying her hair, and I couldn't believe that such a mundane thing was sexy.“How was the shower?” I asked.“It was AMAZING,” Amelie replied. “Definitely in the top five of showers.” She giggled and scrunched up her nose.Fuck. She is so cute that it's almost painful.“I had Trudy pack up a bag for you. It will be on the plane tomorrow morning,” I stated.“Nathan, you didn’t have to do that,” Amelie chastised me.“Amelie, when we get back to New York, there is going to be paparazzi,” I advised. “I thought you might want to change.”“I guess you’re ri
Nathan’s POVHearing and feeling Amelie moan into my mouth made me instantly hard. Great, now I have to walk through the emergency ward with a giant bulge in my pants.“Oh, there’s the check-in desk,” Amelie stated. “I bet they have information on Thomas and Nancy.”Amelie walked up to the desk. “Good Evening, we were in the helicopter that brought in Thomas and Nancy, ummmm,” Amelie said.“Thomas and Nancy Franklin,” I added.“Oh yes, you must be Dr. Michaels and Ms. Cavanaugh,” the desk receptionist acknowledged.“Do you have any idea if they have been seen?” Amelie asked. “I’m very worried about them.”“If you can have a seat, I’ll ask around and let you know as soon as possible. Don’t worry dear, they are in good hands,” she advised us.“Thank you so much for your help,” Amelie said with a smile as she turned to sit down.I followed her over to the seats. She looked really worried. I grabbed her hand, “They are both going to be fine, Amelie,” I reassured her.“I just don’t like it
Nathan’s POVI don’t want to let go of Amelie’s hand. I have a certain sense of calm when I can touch her. It feels like I have my missing piece. We’re getting close to the Historical site, and I know that I will have to stop holding her hand for even a few minutes as we get out of the helicopter. When you stand face to face with the possibility of losing the person who has your heart, it changes you. It makes everything so much clearer. I’m going to tell her that I love her tonight.We reached the rescue base, and I relinquished Amelie’s hand. I quickly alighted from the helicopter and circled over to Amelie’s door as she was opening it. I helped her out and then intertwined our fingers back together.A smiling Roy greeted us. “Well, this is the best outcome anyone could have hoped for,” Roy declared and turned to Amelie. “I hear we have you to thank for that little lady. Textbook survival skills.”“Thank you,” Amelie smiled. “Just trying to keep a level head and keep everyone calm.”
Nathan’s POVWhen she smiled down at me, I thought my heart was going to burst from excitement. I have never wanted something more in my life like I did Amelie. I wanted to declare my love for her right then and there, but everyone already thought we were in love.“Are you ok, kitten?” I yelled.“I’m better now that you are here, Schmoopie,” Amelie called back.“Did you think I wouldn’t come for you?” I declared.“No, I knew you would,” Amelie smiled.“Always,” I declared.“Oh god, you guys are making me sick,” Kimmy teased.“Right? I thought I was the only one,” Morgan giggled.Everyone broke out in laughter.“Rescue one to Moneybags. Can you shine your spotlight straight up for the exact location,” a voice came over the radio.“Roger that,” Kirk responded and pointed the spotlight straight into the air.“We have visual on you,” the voice spoke. “Do you have a count on the recovery?”“Affirmative. Two injured and three non-injured,” Kirk relayed.The rescue helicopter appeared overhe
Amelie’s POVMy heart sank. I thought they hadn’t seen the flare, so I shot a second one and waited. Then I heard it. The sound of a helicopter coming closer.“Morgan!” I shouted. “The helicopter is getting closer!”“Fuck yes!” Morgan yelled. Then she ran off to wake up Kimmy.I then saw the spotlight searching the ground. It finally landed on the tail of the plane. Then, the spotlight moved along the body of the plane until it landed on me. I waved frantically. I grinned so widely that I thought my face was going to break. My prayers had been answered.A voice came from the helicopter. Even though they were using a megaphone, I had to strain to hear it over the sound of the helicopter.“We will get you out as soon as possible,” the voice spoke. “We just need to find a place to land nearby. We’ve called for the rescue helicopter.”The helicopter turned and circled away.“Let’s close the door until they come back,” I advised Morgan. “We don’t want to lose too much heat from the plane.”
Nathan’s POVWe’ve been flying back and forth on the grid for 1 ½ hours. We haven’t seen a single clue of where they could be. It’s starting to get dark. I can see the brilliant orange and pink hues of sunset starting to appear across the sky. They are a beautiful warning that we are running out of time for today's search. How can something so spectacular bring me such a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach?“Dr. Michaels, we have about 30 minutes before we have to call off the search,” James spoke.“Push it as long as you can,” I replied. “I want every single second used.”“Yes, sir,” James answered.We continue for another 15 minutes before something is radioed in. A plane wing has been spotted floating in a part of the lake.My heart sinks to my stomach.No. It can’t be. I won’t accept it until I see the plane for myself.“They just sent me the coordinates, Dr. Michaels,” the location specialist Miguel said, “Do you want to head over there or continue on our search?”I have an
Amelie’s POVI’ve makeshift set Nancy’s ankle and fashioned a sling out of a ripped bed sheet for Captain Thomas. The extra credit first aid & survival training I took in high school sure came in handy today. Both Nancy and Thomas are lying on the bed in the back of the plane. They need to relax and stay calm. I gave them some painkillers I had in my bag, hoping they would get some sleep.We have all tried to get reception on our phones to no avail. I even tried the radio in the flight deck.I managed to open the outside door of the plane and made sure it closed back up. If no one finds us right away, it could be a very cold night. Luckily, Kimmy found some extra blankets and towels in the bedroom. I’ve located the flares onboard. There are only three. I doubt anyone would see them during the day. I’m going to hold off on shooting them until it's dark out. It’s cold and snowy, but I’m so grateful that I listened to Nathan and dressed like a snow bunny. I giggled to myself.Oh, Nathan