Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
I took hold of her chin and turned her head back so we were face-to-face. “Wish what? Whatever it is, I promise I won’t laugh. No judgment,” I assured her.
“I wish I could take her home and…be her mother.”
The longing in her eyes almost broke me. Soon, baby doll.
Instead of saying that out loud, I released her chin to stroke her cheek. “I promise that Gracelynn will go to a family who love and adore her.”
“You know who they are?” she asked eagerly.
Hesitantly, I nodded. When I didn’t elaborate, she deflated.
“You can’t tell me, can you?”
“Not right now.” It was as close to the truth as I was willing to go.
I cocked my head to the side and studied her for a moment, then my gaze dropped to our daughter before returning to Samantha’s beautiful face. “You’re going to make an amazing mother.”
She blushed and dropped her head to place a kiss on Gracelynn’s head, but I saw the smile curving her lips. “Um, thank you.”
“Sam! Hey…what’s wrong?”
My head twisted to the left at the sound of a male voice entering the room. It was Walter, a first-year resident who’d just finished his pediatric rotation. I narrowed my eyes, but his were glued to my girl as he walked over to her. His eyes were soft, but I didn’t miss the quick scan he’d done of her body, lingering for a beat on her big tits. “Are you okay, Sam?”
I glared at him. I preferred to call her Samantha, but I didn’t mind that most people called her Sam unless it was a young, pretty-boy punk with an ego the size of Manhattan.
“I’m fine,” Samantha replied softly, still staring at Gracelynn. “Thanks, Walt.”
My frown deepened even more at her calling him Walt. It seemed too intimate, which was probably an overreaction, but…
“Hands to yourself,” I growled when Walter put his palm on her shoulder.
His head whipped in my direction, and his eyes filled with surprise. This was obviously the first time he noticed my presence. “Um, Dr. Whitney…what are you doing here?”
I stood to my full height and towered over him, using the full force of my intimidating size and fierce expression. “Hand,” I snarled, and he quickly withdrew it and stuck it in the pocket of his long white lab coat. “And I think that’s my question. Hasn’t your rotation in pediatrics ended?”
Walt shuffled a step closer to Samantha, then scurried the other way when a low rumble sounded in my chest. “Um, yeah. I was just, you know. Samantha has been here a lot, and we’re friends, so I—”
“Get out.”
Walt looked as though he might argue, but I tapped my name tag pinned on my matching coat, and his lips flattened. I’d turned down the job as medical director because I didn’t want to take focus away from my other projects, but I still held the power of one. The current medical director, Darren, was a good friend, and he consulted me from time to time because I had more experience in the field and at this hospital.
After another second of contemplation, Walt backed down and moved toward the door. Samantha had risen and was putting a sleeping Gracelynn back in her bed when Walt said, “I’ll see you later, Sam.”
“No, you won’t,” I grunted as I practically shoved him out of the room and shut the door. A little too hard.
“Noah!” Samantha hissed at me before checking to make sure I hadn’t disturbed Gracelynn. When the baby still appeared to be fast asleep, she stomped over to me and grabbed my arm. I let her drag me toward the door, then once she’d opened it, to the empty room next door.
She released my arm and marched a few feet away before whirling around and planting her hands on her hips. Her eyes were bright with fire, and my cock was so hard that I had to widen my stance to give it a little room to breathe. She looked like a fucking goddess, and I was having trouble focusing on anything except being eleven inches deep in my baby doll’s young, virgin pussy.
The door snicked shut, and there was a pregnant pause before Samantha opened her mouth and let me have it.
“What the heck, Noah! You could have woken Gracelynn!”
I had the decency to grimace, feeling guilty that I hadn’t been more careful. But to be fair, this whole dad thing was new to me.
My obvious remorse didn't dim her ire, and she continued to chastise me. Which was surprisingly hot—I had no idea what that said about me. But like anything that had to do with Samantha, I didn’t care.
“And why were you so rude to Walt? I don’t know what has your boxers in a twist, but don’t take it out on poor, innocent Walt. He’s really nice, and he was just being a good friend. I—”