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Your Lips to Mine #4: The Billionaire's Heartbeat Heartbeat 46
The idea of introducing James to my mother had been swirling around in my mind for a while, but the moment it became a reality, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread. I’d been careful with our relationship, making sure that it didn’t rush forward too quickly. But now, standing at the threshold of my childhood home, I knew the moment had arrived. I had to bring him into my world. I had to introduce him to the people who meant the most to me. I could hear the low hum of the conversation from inside as we stood at the front door, my hand hovering over the doorbell. James stood next to me, looking more composed than I felt. He always did, especially when it came to the stakes he cared about. I could tell by the way his jaw tightened and his hands clasped together that this was important to him, too. I shot him a glance. "You ready for this?" He gave me a small, reassuring smile. "Of course. I’ve got this." I wasn’t so sure, but I appreciated his confidence. We hadn’t even been tog
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I’ve always prided myself on being good at reading people. It’s a skill I developed over the years—partly because of my profession and partly because I’ve learned to tune into the subtle changes in body language, the little things people try to hide. But James… he’s an enigma. His calm exterior, his easy confidence, they all conceal so much. I had thought that I understood him, at least in some ways, but tonight was about to prove that there was still so much I didn’t know. It started out like any other evening. We had just finished dinner, and we were sitting on the couch in his apartment, the warm glow of the fireplace crackling in the background. James had been quiet for a while, a little more withdrawn than usual, and I could feel the weight of his thoughts pressing against the air. He wasn’t one to easily open up about his past—hell, he didn’t even talk much about his present, aside from business and the occasional conversation about our relationship. But tonight, there was some
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I had been waiting for this. The moment when Derek Sullivan would go too far. We had known it was coming, had prepared for it, but that didn’t make it any easier. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and heavy. It hung around us like a storm cloud, waiting to break. James had been quieter than usual for the past few days, and I knew why. Derek’s shadow was growing longer, his attempts to undermine James’s business becoming more frequent. He had attacked James’s health in the past, trying to paint him as fragile and incapable, but this time—this time it was different. Derek had upped the ante. He had gone for something much more personal, something that threatened everything James had worked for. I had been reviewing patient notes in my office when I saw the notification on my phone. It was an alert from James’s PR team. I clicked on it, already bracing myself for what I would find. The headline of the article on the screen made my stomach drop: “James Foster’s Health Crisis: T
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I hadn’t realized how much I needed this until I was finally sitting in the back of the car, my hand resting against James’s, as the world outside blurred past. We were leaving the chaos behind, leaving the phones, the emails, the endless meetings, and the relentless pressures of our lives. This wasn’t just a getaway; it was a lifeline, a pause, a moment for us to breathe and be together without the weight of the world on our shoulders. We were heading to a small, secluded cabin in the mountains, far from the noise of the city and the constant media scrutiny. It had been James’s idea. He had insisted we take time for ourselves after everything we’d been through. And honestly, I hadn’t been able to argue. I had watched him fight tooth and nail for his business, for his reputation, for us. He had been through so much, and I could see the exhaustion creeping into his eyes. The thought of being away from everything, with just him, was more appealing than I could have imagined. As the c
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The decision didn’t come easily. In fact, it was one of the hardest choices I’d ever had to make in my life. The line between my personal life and my professional responsibilities had become too blurry. I had spent so much time justifying the fact that I could be both James’s doctor and his partner—telling myself that I could separate the two, that I could remain objective, that my emotions wouldn’t cloud my judgment. But in the quiet moments, when I was alone with my thoughts, I realized how naïve I had been. I was emotionally invested in him, in us, and that made it harder to make the right decisions for his health. My professional ethics were clear, but so were my feelings. James was no longer just a patient to me—he was the man I loved. And as much as I wanted to help him, to be there for him, I had to face the uncomfortable truth that I wasn’t the right person to do it anymore. I knew what I had to do. And yet, saying it out loud felt like cutting away a part of myself. We had
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It’s strange how time works in moments of crisis. When everything is calm, days can drag on, as though the world has slowed to a crawl. But when everything is uncertain, when the stakes are high, time seems to vanish in the blink of an eye. I’d thought that taking a step back from James’s treatment would give us both the space we needed. I thought the separation would give me the clarity to maintain professional boundaries while still holding onto the personal connection we had.But I had underestimated the depth of what we shared.It wasn’t just the physical distance that was hard. It was the emotional distance—the feeling of not being there for him, of not being able to help him the way I had when he’d first entered my life. The truth was, no matter how much I tried to convince myself that the separation was necessary, I missed him more than I was prepared to admit.The phone call came late that night, the kind that rattles your very core before you even
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I had always believed that I could control my emotions, compartmentalize them when needed, keep them in check when things were too overwhelming. But as I stood there, in the dimly lit room of James’s apartment, with him kneeling in front of me, holding a small velvet box, I realized just how much I had underestimated the depth of what I felt for him. The sight of him, looking at me with such intensity, vulnerability, and hope, made my heart race. The room felt too small, the air too thick. He had been planning this moment for weeks, and yet, when it finally happened, nothing in my life had prepared me for the storm of emotions that surged within me. "Olivia," he said, his voice low, barely above a whisper. "I don’t know if there’s a perfect time for this, but I’ve come to realize that I don’t want to wait anymore. I’ve fought for my health, for my career, and for my life in ways I never thought I would. But what I never expected to fight for… was you. I
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It was late afternoon when I found it—buried in the bottom of a dusty old box in my mother’s attic. At first, I thought it was just another stack of forgotten memories: faded photographs, old letters, family trinkets that had long since lost their meaning. But when I opened the envelope, my heart stopped.I hadn't meant to go digging through the box that day. It had been one of those rare moments when I was back at my parents’ house, and I’d decided to spend the afternoon sorting through things I never had the chance to look at. My mother had given me the key to the attic when I was younger, telling me it was a place for keepsakes, things that were too important to be thrown away but not so valuable that they needed to be displayed. A safe haven of sorts for things that would never be lost.But this wasn’t like any of the other mementos I had come across in the past. This envelope, yellowed with age, had no name, no date, and no return address. Just a small, delica
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There are moments in life when time feels like it stands still—when everything falls into place, and the weight of the past fades into the background, leaving only the present. As I stood in the quiet of our living room, watching Noah play on the floor, I realized that this was one of those moments. The world around us, the worries, the challenges, the sleepless nights, had all brought us here—together, as a family. And I wouldn’t change a thing. James was beside me, a rare moment of stillness between us, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator and Noah’s giggles. He had always been the one to take charge, to handle things, to drive forward. But now, watching him sit beside me as a father, I saw the softness in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. The way he looked at Noah, with such love and tenderness, made my heart swell. "You know," he said softly, breaking the silence, "I never imagined this—this life we’ve built, this family. It’s everything I never knew I needed."
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The sound of baby laughter filled the room, a sound that still had the power to make my heart flutter. Our son, Noah, was sprawled out on the blanket we had set up on the floor, surrounded by colorful toys that I’d picked out, each one carefully chosen with his future in mind. Every moment with him felt like an awakening, a deep-rooted understanding that nothing could matter more than this life we were building. James was sitting across from me, his laptop open, fingers flying across the keys. Even now, after everything we’d been through, after the whirlwind of pregnancy and parenthood, he remained the tireless, driven man I’d always admired. His mind never stopped working, always calculating, always strategizing for the future. But there was a softness to him now, a tenderness that made it clear that no matter how much he worked, Noah and I were always his priority. I watched him for a moment, taking in the way the sunlight filtered through the windows, casting golden hues across t
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The room was quiet except for the steady beep of the machines and the soft rustle of nurses moving in and out. The air was thick with anticipation, but there was something else in the atmosphere—something undeniable. Something raw. I was here, in this hospital room, about to give birth to the child James and I had been dreaming about for months. The excitement, the fear, the overwhelming love—it all felt like a rush, crashing over me in waves I could barely catch. The contractions had started in the early hours of the morning, slow and spaced out, but now they were coming faster, harder. And I couldn’t stop shaking. James was right by my side, holding my hand, his presence anchoring me to the present. His face was calm, but I knew him better than anyone. I could see the tension in his jaw, the worry in his eyes. He wanted so desperately to ease my pain, to make everything easier for me, but there was nothing he could do but be here with me. And that was enough. His support was all I
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The moment I found out I was pregnant, everything changed. It wasn’t just the obvious shift—the growing belly, the endless discussions about baby names and nurseries—but something deeper, something I hadn’t expected. It was a part of me, a quiet, underlying uncertainty that started to swell within me. The excitement, of course, was there. The joy of knowing that James and I were about to bring a new life into the world was almost overwhelming. But alongside that joy, there were fears—silent whispers in the back of my mind that I couldn’t ignore, no matter how hard I tried. Would I be a good mom? Could I balance this new responsibility with my career? Would I lose the part of myself that I had worked so hard to build, the part that had always been me—Olivia, the woman who prided herself on independence and strength? As I stood in front of the mirror one night, my hands gently resting on my rounded belly, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the questions pressing against me. I had
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The first thing I noticed when I woke up that morning was the overwhelming sense of change. The air in our house felt different. It wasn’t just the morning light creeping in through the curtains or the quiet hum of the city outside. It was something else, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. But as I looked at James, still sleeping beside me, I knew it was real: we were about to become parents. I had always been independent—confident, self-assured, and, if I was being honest, a little bit selfish when it came to my time and my career. But now, my world was shifting. It wasn’t just about me anymore. It wasn’t just about James and me, either. There was a little person coming into our lives, and everything was about to change. I couldn’t deny the excitement, but there was also a healthy dose of fear mixed in. How would we manage the transition? How would we balance our busy careers and a newborn? What kind of parents would we be? I could hear James stir beside me, and I turned
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I never imagined that the words "You’re pregnant" would hit me like a ton of bricks. And yet, as I sat there staring at the small white stick in my hand, the realization was slowly sinking in, each passing second heavier than the last. I was pregnant. It wasn’t just a fleeting thought or a potential future, but a very real, very present fact. And the truth was, I didn’t know how to feel about it. James was in the other room, finishing up a few things for work. The irony of it all wasn’t lost on me—here I was, trying to process the biggest news of my life, and he was buried under emails and meetings, as if his world wasn’t about to change forever too. I had wanted to tell him in a way that felt special, something we could look back on with joy, but at that moment, I didn’t even know where to start. I took a deep breath, holding the pregnancy test like it was the most fragile thing in the world. After all we had been through together—after the emotional rollercoaster of our relationsh
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It’s funny how life can turn upside down in an instant, how everything can seem perfect one minute and the next, you're standing in the middle of chaos, trying to pick up the pieces. It wasn’t the kind of test I was expecting, but then again, is anything ever really what you expect? James and I had just started to settle into a rhythm—a rhythm where we balanced work, home life, and everything in between. After a year of marriage, we’d finally reached a place where things felt stable, where the worries that once weighed so heavily on my shoulders didn’t seem as daunting anymore. But the universe had a way of throwing curveballs when you least expected them. It started with a phone call. James was in the middle of a meeting when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen, and his face instantly went from calm to tense. I saw it immediately—his usual confidence slipping away as he stood up abruptly and stepped out of the room. I felt that familiar knot of unease settle in my stomach. So
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It’s hard to believe that it’s been a year already. A whole year since James and I exchanged vows, promised each other forever, and started this journey together as husband and wife. Time moves quickly when you’re constantly busy, and when you’re deeply in love, but looking back, it feels like both a lifetime and a blink of an eye. This first year has been everything I imagined, and more. We’ve built a life together, not just as a couple, but as partners—personally, professionally, and emotionally. We’ve faced our fair share of challenges, but we’ve always emerged stronger. Sometimes, I still pinch myself when I realize that we’re here, living this life together, making decisions as a unit, and navigating all the complexities that come with being in a relationship like ours. I woke up this morning with the sun streaming through the curtains, and the first thought that crossed my mind was how grateful I felt. Grateful for everything we had been through and for everything we still ha
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The flight to our honeymoon destination was nothing short of surreal. We were finally married, finally embarking on this new journey together, and the weight of everything we had experienced up until this point felt lighter than ever. It was as if the world had cleared itself, leaving behind nothing but us, the quiet hum of the plane, and the promise of a fresh start. James had been by my side through everything—every obstacle, every doubt, every tear—and now, we were heading somewhere new, somewhere just for the two of us. No responsibilities. No distractions. Just us, and the life we had ahead of us. When we landed, I could hardly contain my excitement. We were in the Maldives. The moment we stepped off the plane, the warm, tropical air hit me like a wave, and the scent of saltwater and coconut filled my lungs. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting everything in a golden glow, making it feel like we had entered some kind of paradise. The reality of the wedding st
