Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 18256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“Please leave it on, Ma’am.”
“Gia, love. Please keep it on.”
“I love you, Graham.”
“Then don’t fucking scare me like that again,” I scold her with a smile on my face. My heart races out of control, wondering what happened and how she ended up in the water.
I take her hand in mine and press it to my lips before settling onto the stretcher and laying my head next to her, saying a silent prayer.
For the next two hours, I watch as they run tests to make sure everything is well. “Graham,” my mom calls, stirring me from my vigil.
“Mom.” I stand up, and she hugs me tight.
“What happened, my boy? Is she going to be okay?”
“I don’t know exactly. I came early from the conference to surprise her, and I found her in our bathtub, unconscious. They say she has a bump and a laceration on the back of her head.”
“Oh, no. Do you know if she slipped and fell inside the tub?”
“I don’t know, but I’m assuming that’s the only way she would be in there. Fuck, I left her for a whole damn day, and this happens. I’m never leaving her side again.”
“You can’t do that. You know you have a business to run.”
“Well, then she’s coming with me. I don’t care. I work from home most of the time, anyway. I can take care of her all the time.”
“Graham. Graham.” I rush back to her side. “Gia, talk to me.”
“I love you, Graham.”
“Baby, what happened?” I kiss her lips, tasting her, and pulling away before I lose myself. I’d never forgive myself if I’d hurt her.
“Mrs. Hamilton, you’re awake. Great.” In walks her doctor, who I would gladly choke, but seeing how he helped save her life, I’ll just deal with my annoyance inside. “I know you two want to talk, but we need to ask what happened to you.” I practically growl at the bastard. I’m trying to find out what happened to her, and he just shows up interrupting her response.
“I was taking a bath because I wasn’t feeling good. I just undressed, and as I moved to step into the tub, I felt dizzy and passed out.”
“Well, I’m glad that your husband came home just in time. I’d like to discuss your medical situation. If you’d like to ask this lovely woman to leave.”
“She can stay,” Gia says, smiling at my mother who surprisingly has a blush on her face. They look around the same age. “There’s an explanation for the dizzy spell.”
“Well, what the fuck is it?” I demand to know. He’s fucking beating around the bush, stealing glances at my mother, and I can’t handle anymore fucking waiting.
“Learn patience, Mr. Hamilton, you’re going to need it. Mrs. Hamilton, you’re pregnant.”
“Pregnant?” Gia surprised gasp makes me actually crack up with laughter.
“Sorry, baby. I don’t mean to be laughing, but you sound shocked like I haven’t been trying to knock you up since we met.”
“I guess that is funny. Are you happy about the baby?”
“What? Of course, I am. I can’t say I’m happy about how you got in here, but that’s another subject. Some serious changes are going to be made to keep you safe. I hope you don’t even try to argue with me on it. I love you, and I’m not losing you to a freak accident. Understood?”
“I agree. I’ve never been so helpless in my life.”
***
“You look so pretty, Gia. My brother is going to be happy.” His sisters smile playfully as they look at me. They’re adorable little girls that look a little like Graham. We tried to get custody of them, but their grandparents got the chance first. Although they did agree to let the girls be a part of our lives.
“He’s already happy, Milly,” Tilly remarks, rolling her eyes at her twin.
“I know, Tilly, but he’s going to be a million times more. He’s in love. Like Eric and Ariel, or the Beast and Belle.”
“Yes. You look like a princess Gia.”
“I want to marry a prince like my brother. Do you think I will?”
“Yes, maybe if you wait to find a good one.”
“I won’t let you pick a frog, Milly.”
“I won’t let you either.” They are so perfect, and I hope they keep their genuinely sweet, innocent hearts when they learn of their early childhood and where they actually come from.
“It’s time, girls,” my mother-in-law says, walking up to them handing them their baskets. We’re having a small ceremony with mostly Graham’s friends and family, but it’s beautifully done. His mother is a savant when it comes to making a gathering happen quickly.
The doors open, and I make my way to my dear Graham. The look in his eyes says it all…I have found my prince.
Gia
Four Months Later
We’re celebrating our first Christmas together. I rub my belly as I think about next year’s Christmas. I picture, looking into my baby’s eyes does something to me, and I start crying. It’s a sweet sob, envisioning their adorable features.