All Chapters of Choosing her heart: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

A bath was just what I needed to come down from the rollercoaster high that Parker just took me on. It had been far too long since the last time we were intimate and goddess, it felt incredible. I wanted to look presentable today, so I combed out my hair with a real brush and put product in to bring my curls to life. Smudging a little eyeliner along my upper lash line really brought out my eyes. After applying some mascara and pink lip-gloss, I felt more like myself than I have in a long time. With everything that has been going on with Parker, our pup, and now this mess with Wyatt; I haven't felt like doing much other than hiding in bed. Now I just needed to find an outfit that actually fit my ever-growing belly. I headed to the closet, rummaging through all of my clothes and coming up empty handed. Everything I pulled out didn’t feel right or wouldn’t fit right. I plopped on the edge of the bed, frustrated and stressed, “Peanut, you’re going to have to come out soon or I’m

My eyes feel so heavy. Almost as if they are taped shut. After a few tries, I force them open to see the lush green of a forest. I blink a few times, looking from side to side. Where am I? Sitting up up and looking down at my belly, I realize that I’m not pregnant anymore. I push myself off of the ground, wiping the dirt and leaves that stuck to my palms away. My fingers linger over the flat plane of my stomach.Dread settles in the pit of my stomach as it finally dawns on me where I'm at. I’m inside of my nightmare again. This time, I’ve woken up in a different area than before. It looks familiar, but something has changed. The air around me feels more dense. It's harder to breathe as my lungs take in breaths of icy air. I start heading north, climbing over fallen trees and trekking through heavy brush. It’s recently rained and running through the mud barefoot is becoming tiring. After a few minutes, my toes feel numb from the temperatures. ‘Iris, can you hear me here?’ Nothi

I ran towards Felicity’s room as fast as I could, everything around me blurring with my speed. I didn’t bother waiting for Dr. Jess. I just needed to see her beautiful blue eyes. Pain tore through my heart as memories of her giving birth flooded my head. I haven't seen her eyes in what feels like a lifetime, and there was a chance I never would again.As soon as I burst through the door to her room, she glanced up at me, holding a small pink bundle. Tears blurred my vision when I saw her eyes. They were red and puffy from crying, but her face held the happiest smile. “She’s perfect,” Felicity choked out a sob, glacing down at our pup before returning her watery gaze to mine. I slowly walked over to them, peeking at Helena wrapped up like a little burrito. She truly was perfect. I sat down on the edge of Felicity’s bed. The tears I had been holding back flowed freely. “You are an amazing woman, Felicity,” I choked out, "I've never met anyone as strong as you are."She leaned

“What are you thinking?” I asked, feeling incredibly stressed at the moment. There has been so much going on that I haven't felt like I could take a moment to breathe. I could see the wheels turning in her head. “What if we give him a chance? He gives us the information we need and we help him in return. He can continue playing the part, feeding Elenore the information that she needs to move forward, but we come prepared when she plans to attack.” I was shocked by her plan, going over what she said on repeat in my head. It could work. My mind flashed back to what Wyatt said in the hospital. Felicity saw me die in her dream. A dull ache filled my chest as I realize how she'd kept that information to herself. “Why didn’t you tell me that you saw me die in your dream?” I watched guilt wash over Felicity. She looked down, wringing her hands, “You didn’t die the first time. I only saw you get shot by the arrow,” She slowly raised her eyes to meet mine, pausing and taking a deep bre

Fuck my life. For real. I was so close. So fucking close to pulling her into me, and kissing her just now. Touching her lips alone sent my mind into a goddamned frenzy. Dex was urging me to just go for it. My damned other half was basically salivating at the thought. When she leaned into my touch, I could feel her heart skip a beat. I heard her breath hitch. It took every ounce of strength I had to hold Dex back from pushing forward and taking control. He would have crossed a line we weren't ready for.Watching her in the interrogation room again caused a chain reaction. I actually got turned on by seeing her fight so hard in there. When she came out and I was hit by her intoxicating strawberry and vanilla scent, I couldn’t stay away. It’s like my legs had a brain of their own and gravitated closer to her. I can tell that I have an effect on her too. I feel it. Smell it. See it. I’m becoming addicted to her. She’s like a drug and I can’t get enough. I don’t want to fight the bo