Amelie’s POVI never thought I’d be going to see a therapist. Mostly because I couldn’t afford one, but also because I’ve never really thought about myself. I’ve always taken care of everyone else. When I got up this morning, Nathan was already up and getting dressed.“Good morning, angel,” Nathan smiled. “Did you sleep better last night?”“I did,” I responded. “No nightmare last night.”“I have meetings this morning, but Marcus will take you to your appointment. Kimmy and Morgan are going to meet you after the appointment to go for lunch,” Nathan advised. “If you don’t feel like going out for lunch, they will bring you back here and hang out with you until I get back from work.”“Nathan, I don’t need to be babysat,” I said. “I can be alone for a bit.”Nathan walked over to the bed and sat down. “Amelie, you’re not being babysat. Your friends love you. They want to be here for you. If I could stay home with you, I would.” Nathan reached up his hand and cupped my cheek. “If I could tak
Amelie’s POVAn hour later, I emerged from Dr. Yvonne’s office with a new sense of renewal and encouragement. Dr. Yvonne thought it best to schedule at least a couple of more appointments this week, but I asked her if it was ok if I could come in daily. I knew she would probably be too busy to fit me in, but she said she could definitely fit me in each day this week. I have also booked Monday and Tuesday of next week. I think Nathan had some pull in getting me to see her so soon. I was completely grateful for that, however.Dr. Yvonne is an amazing therapist. I have never been so at ease with a stranger as I was with her. It was like she really listened to me with no judgment. Trust me, I had a lot of things bottled up. I haven’t had the easiest life, but she listened as if I were a member of her own family needing advice and comfort. Her compassion was endless, and she gave me a sense of belonging. Dr. Yvonne’s biggest advice is that you can’t fill someone else’s bucket if yours is e
Amelie’s POV“Thank you so much, Charlie,” I thanked her. “You made me feel so comfortable and confident today.”“Aw, Amelie, you are a beautiful person inside and out. Remember that!” Charlie declared.We walked down the stairs and to the front check-out counter.“Do you have anything else you would recommend, Charlie?” Morgan asked.“We certainly do,” Charlie answered. “Lotions, perfumes, toys.”“Hey,” Kimmy said. “Where’s the toy section?”“Kimmy!” I exclaimed.“What?” Kimmy feigned innocence and shrugged.“Just this way, ladies,” Charlie led the way.“We have a really nice new line of products that smell like lilies,” Charlie said, pointing at a display. “Back here are the toys.” She pointed to a separate room.“I would like the complete line of lilies products, Charlie,” I advised.“I will grab all of that and bring it to the front. I’m going to start boxing up the lingerie. Please let me know if you need help,” Charlie imparted.“Thank you, Charlie,” Kimmy smiled.Kimmy and Morg
Nathan’s POVWhen I arrived home, no one was in the living room as I expected. Where is everyone? Then I heard it, the screaming from down the hallway. I distinctively heard Amelie squealing with joy.“In your face, Dante. In your face!” She yelled.I chuckled under my breath. That’s my girl. Competitive and an overachiever.I loosened my tie and headed down towards the sounds. I found everyone in the games room. Zander and Dutton were playing video games while Kimmy and Morgan watched them. Amelie and Dante were playing foosball, and by the looks of it, Amelie was handing Dante a good old beatdown.“Twerkley,” I said. “Another thing that you lose at to a Michaels.”“Amelie isn’t a Michaels yet, stock market,” Dante replied.“That’s just a technicality,” I said. “I’ve already claimed her as mine.”“Nathan!” Amelie blushed hard.I walked over to her and kissed her cheek, and she smiled.“I heard you ladies were out shopping for lingerie today,” I announced.“Really?” Dante said. “Hey
Nathan’s POVI texted Amelie to let her know that all of us guys were heading down to the lobby. Dante needed to pick up his keys to his mailbox and the temporary PIN code to his door. Then, we would wait down there for the ladies to arrive before getting in the limo to head to the game.We were down there about 10 minutes before the elevator doors opened to signal the ladies’ arrival. I was not prepared. I mean, so not prepared for what walked out the elevator door.Amelie was wearing a sequin Rangers jersey that looked like a mini dress, knee-high white boots, and a red cropped bomber jacket. She had her hair up in a high ponytail, and I swear my eyes bulged out of their sockets. Both Dutton and Dante looked up to see what I was looking at.“Wow,” Dutton said.“Fuck, that’s hot,” Dante exclaimed.“Hey, that’s my sister you’re talking about,” Zander replied.“Hey, that’s my fiancée you’re talking about,” I declared.“Great, now I have two possessive people to watch out for,” Dante ch
Nathan’s POVAfter watching the pre-skate, everyone mingled, ate, and drank.“The game hasn’t even started, and this is so much fun,” Zander stated.“I’m glad you’re having so much fun,” Amelie smiled.“I am Ame. I can’t believe we get to do stuff like this now,” Zander uttered.“It’s not always like this, Zander,” I said.“I know, but we didn’t get to do anything like this when we were growing up,” Zander declared. “We had to watch every single penny. It was either do stuff or eat.”“That must have been difficult,” I replied.“It was, but honestly, Ame was amazing. The dedication and love that she put into everything really taught me to be the best version of myself that I could be,” Zander said. “Although it was hard times, Ame made me feel happy, and I’ve had more love showered on me than anyone I know.”I looked at Amelie, and she had a huge grin on her face.“Oh, Zander, you’re the best brother ever,” Amelie said, reaching out to hug Zander tightly.“Hey, if you’re giving out fre
Nathan’s POVTuesday, T minus 12 days until Amelie and I say I do. I think the combination of knowing that and last night's win by the Rangers is fuelling my happiness this morning. When I woke up, I expected Amelie to be sleeping, but when I rolled over, she was already out of bed. I hope it wasn’t due to a nightmare or anything. I got up to use the washroom and realized the shower was running, and once again, Amelie was singing at the top of her lungs. I chuckled to myself. I headed to the closet to grab my clothes to lay out on the bed.I heard the shower turn off, so I went and knocked on the door.“Amelie, are you going to be long?” I asked.“Just a couple of minutes,” Amelie replied. “Just drying off, and I’ll be out.”I sat on the bed and checked my phone while I was waiting. There was a message from Samuel.Samuel: it looks like Amelie is the talk of the hockey world today. Check out the link.I pressed the link, and there she was, front and center on a hockey Instagram page.
Amelie’s POVAfter breakfast, Nathan had advised Marcus to drop me off at Dr. Yvonne’s before continuing to the Michaels Investment Group building.“Marcus will be back in an hour to pick you up,” Nathan advised. “He can take you home, and then if you feel like coming into work, you can change and come in.”“I am coming in,” I replied. “I need to speak with Simon. I was hoping to get started on the dog rescue project. Plus, I wanted to ask Samuel about the wedding.”“Really?” Nathan shook his head and smirked. “Always on the go and busy. Such an overachiever.”“Well, isn’t that a prerequisite to become a Michaels?” I giggled.“Touche, Amelie,” he smiled.The car pulled up in front of Dr. Yvonne’s building.“No need to get out, Marcus,” I said, reaching for the door.“Have a good session, Amelie,” Nathan said.“I,” I sputtered out, “ummmm….will.”Oh, my goodness, did I almost say, 'I love you'? It’s becoming increasingly difficult to suppress the feeling building inside me.Nathan laug
Nathan’s POV“Hey, everyone,” a voice came over the speakers. It was Dante. “I’d like to thank everyone here for coming tonight. Of course, we are here tonight to celebrate one of my best friends, Nathan, and my future 2nd wife, Amelie, tying the knot next week.”A cheer went up from the crowd.“Now we need to see which one of them knows the other better,” Dante smiled. “Let’s get the happy couple over here.”Fuck Dante, what are you up to?Amelie and I headed to the dance floor.The waiter handed both of us a shotglass of clear liquor.“We’re going to ask each of them five questions, and if they match, they get a point. The one with the most points wins. The loser, well, they get to pole dance for the other,” Dante stated.Amelie turned beet red while the crowd went wild.“But first, if everyone can raise their glass in honor of the happy couple,” Dante said. “Nathan, you’re one of my best friends, basically like a brother to me. Amelie, when you finally get sick of the stock market,
Nathan’s POVIn true Dante style, the party was already a success, having only just begun. He had hired pole dancers and had two additional poles delivered to the apartment. The dining room table had been moved to accommodate a makeshift dance floor, and there were a lot of scantily clad people bumping and grinding out there. The two extra poles flanked the dance floor. At the same time, the one in the middle of the cement coffee table was also being put to good use.Amelie, right now, is at my side and greeting all the people who come our way. Mostly, people we didn’t know, but she welcomed everyone and was gracious and poised.I wrapped my arm around her waist and hugged her close to my side. She looked up at me and smiled both with her mouth and her eyes. I will never get enough of her looking into my eyes. I can’t believe it's only one week from today that she will be my wife. If I have the choice, she will stay that way for the rest of our lives.When all the people had stopped f
Nathan’s POVWell, at least Kimmy didn’t pick out something totally ridiculous—a pair of black silk PJs with the word' groom' on the back. I can handle these. The little bow tie was kind of silly, but not too bad. She had left strict instructions that I was supposed to leave the PJ shirt unbuttoned. She’s such a fashion diva. I laughed to myself.I walked out to the living room, and Dutton was sitting down with his feet on the coffee table. He was wearing a pair of navy blue silk PJs but had them buttoned up.Dante walked out of the kitchen, and of course, he was only wearing his PJ bottoms, bright red ones. He had on a bow tie and a pair of devil horns on his head.“Well, well, well, Mr. Groom,” Dante said, handing me a beer. “Are you ready for a party to remember?”“Or forget, depending on how much you end up drinking,” Dutton laughed.“True enough,” Dante chuckled, then took a swig of his beer. “The girls just texted that they are heading down.”“Did you give Lucas the guest list a
Nathan’s POVThe girls had officially taken over my penthouse as their home base. I’ve been cast out to Dante’s place until the party. Right now, Dante, Dutton, and I are sitting in his living room, watching TV and drinking beer.“Any action in the bedroom yet?” Dante asked.“Nope, I told you. Evangelina will be mine,” I chuckled.“You still have a week to go. Don’t be so cocky, stock market,” Dante replied.“What’s happening with you and Morgan, Dutton?” I questioned.“I’m not sure,” Dutton stated. “I really like her, but it’s as if we’re both too shy to make a move.”“She is such a sweetheart,” I commented. “You fit together really well.”“I know. I think I’m going to kiss her tonight,” Dutton revealed.“Really? I’m so happy for you, man,” I replied. “Go for it!”“Twerkley, when are you going to let Kimmy know you’re still in love with her?” Dutton asked.“It’s complicated,” Dante stated. “I don’t want to screw it up.”“You won’t,” I said. “I think she still likes you. You just have
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.”