Falling For The Boss (9 page)

“Jessica!” I shouted or so I tried. It came out like a little croak. God, my throat felt raw and drier than dirt. What the fuck was happening? The room was so damn bright, and my head felt as if it had been split in two. “Jessica?” 

I tried to reach for her, but she wasn’t there. I didn’t know where she would have gone or why I felt as though I didn’t have the strength to stand. Focusing, I realized that I wasn’t at home. I was in a hospital. Like that, my confrontation with Erin all flashed before me.

“Mr. Hendricks, you’re awake!” cried a woman I didn’t know. She had on scrubs, so I didn’t know if she was a doctor or nurse.

My eyes were still a little fuzzy. “Tell me, doc. Where’s Jessica?”

“She should be on her way. She visits you every day. Tell me, how are you feeling? Can you wiggle your limbs for me?”

I did as she asked, happy that Jess would be here soon. “How long have I been here?”

“Three months, Mr. Hendricks.”

“Three months?” My eyes widened, and I started to panic.

“Yes. Do you know what happened to you?”

“I take it I was shot in the head. The gun was the last thing I saw before I felt the pain.” Looking around, I heard someone coming.

Like music to my ears, I heard Jessica yell, “Nate!”

She rushed toward me in a sexy suit, but there was a massive difference. My eyes met her round belly. Wow, holy shit. Three months? It looked like six.

“Jessica, come here, baby.”

She ran to my side but stopped just before the bed. I knew it was because she was worried, but fuck, I needed to feel her.

“Mr. Hendricks, that’s not a good idea.”

“I don’t give a shit.” I gave them a look to back off. I wanted my woman. “I said come here, Jess.” I opened my arms as wide as I could.

She lay down on top of me, and I wrapped her up in my embrace. A rush of satisfaction and obsession came over me. I was never letting her go again, no matter what.

“Nate, you’re back,” she whimpered, her tears combining with mine.

“Yes, I am, and we’ll never be apart again,” I promised.

The sun had just come up, but I’d been up for hours. I stood against the window frame with a cup of coffee, just thinking. It had taken me two months to become fully functioning and to relearn all the skills we’d soon be teaching our baby. My muscles had weakened and just using them had been a trial. Thankfully, Jess stood by my side, growing larger with our son.

After I’d recovered enough to leave the hospital, I sold my company for over two billion dollars. It would be a long time before I could work at full capacity, and we didn’t want the company to tank during my transition back to work. Thanks to Jessica, John, Layla, and my VPs, we had been going steady but hadn’t picked up any new projects. Moriarty turned out to be a good guy, and after he’d found out Layla was my sister, all tension between us disappeared. He loved her and upsetting me would upset her. He wouldn’t do that to her.

After the news of my injury broke worldwide, sympathy poured in, and the rumors were squashed. My image turned around in a flash, but other than the selling of the company, my reputation didn’t matter to me. I only had eyes for Jessica, and it would always be that way. We spent every day together, though we gave each other a little space. I would watch sports with some of my guy friends, and she’d read in her personal library or do her thing with Layla and my brand-new niece. Life was too perfect, so I kept waiting for the other shoe to fall.

Any day my son would be coming into the world, and that scared the fuck out of me. What if something happened to Jessica? Would I be like my father and abandon my child because life was too hard without her, or could I continue on for my child? I hoped that I never had to make that decision, but I wondered if I could be stronger than him. As the time got closer, my fears grew.

"Nate, what's wrong?" My wife slipped her hands around my waist and pressed her head against my back. I could feel the hardness of her rounded belly. Our baby boy was already growing strong in his mommy.

"Nothing, love,” I said absently. My mind and heart felt full of love for both of them.

"Tell me,” she grumbled against my spine.

I swallowed hard before I admitted, "I just love you, Jess. It scares me."

"Wait. Are you going to leave me?"

I heard the fear in her voice. It had to be those damn baby hormones because her ass was nuts if she really thought that was what I wanted.

"Fuck no, are you out of your mind?" I spun around and tilted her chin. "I'm afraid of losing you. I can't… and that scares me. I don't want to be like my father."

Her hand caressed my face, giving me her love with just a touch. "Nate, you're not him. You know the damage his selfish decision caused."

"I do, and that's what scares me."

She placed tiny kisses on my chest. "Don't worry, because the only dying I plan on doing is
la petite mort
." She waggled her brows at me with that mischievous smile I loved.

“That I can definitely go for,” I growled in her ear before nipping at her earlobe. She knew what worked to get me out of this funk. I kissed her sweet plump lips, claiming them tenderly.

“Yum, coffee,” she murmured. Since she’d found out about the baby, she cut back on the coffee and it wasn’t always easy for her.

“Did you get your fix or did you need more?”

“More, definitely more.”

I took another drink and kissed her harder. I walked us back to our bed then set my mug on the nightstand before sliding my hands down her silky nightgown and rubbing her belly. I lifted the nightie off her body, leaving her in just her tiny panties. I growled. Her tits were even bigger than before. I hadn’t thought they would grow so much, not that I was complaining. Hot damn, those babies called to me. I took her round nipple in my mouth, teasing and sucking on it.

It amazed me that all my concern was gone. All of my thoughts were on making us come. I lay her down on the bed before removing my boxers. My cock bobbed and caught her attention. She reached for it, but I pulled back.

“No, babe. I’m too excited for your mouth. If your lips even caress the tip, I’m done.”

She giggled. Jess loved that she had such sexual control over my body, and so did I. Climbing onto the bed and between her thighs, I dipped my head to get a taste of my sweet honey.

“Mine,” I growled the moment her taste hit my tongue, making her hips arch off the bed. Her flavor and desire triggered the caveman in me. I growled and grunted, unable to speak as I lost myself in her. I parted her lips and licked the soft center, teasing more juice out of her.

Jessica moaned, running her hand over my head then pushing it into her pussy. I loved when she demanded I make her come. It only took a moment before I had her chanting and crying out my name. “Oh, God. I’m coming.”

I didn’t let her come off her orgasmic high before I lifted her hips and plunged into her heat. My moan joined hers as her pussy pulsed on my cock. Her warm, throbbing walls brought me close. With a few deliciously deep strokes, I came hard as fuck.

~~~~~

I fell asleep after our love making, but it didn’t last long. I felt the pains start before I got out of bed. I felt different in a way I couldn’t explain during the previous day, but I didn’t want to freak Nate out, especially after his early morning breakdown. I felt my belly stiffen again for the tenth time in the past thirty minutes. I needed to really get to the hospital, but first, I needed to shower.

The water felt relaxing on my body. I turned so the sprayer could hit the painful spot on my lower back. Another pain hit me hard, and I clutched the wall. I had to get out and go to the hospital. Breathing deeply, I opened my eyes and saw that the water was tinged with a little blood. Shit. It was game time. As quickly as possible, I got out and dressed. Nate was downstairs, making me some breakfast. Another pain struck when I grasped the bedroom doorframe.

“Nate!” I didn’t think I could make it safely down the stairs without his help. Faster than I thought possible, Nate was running up toward me. “It’s time.”

“Oh shit,” he said before scooping me into his arms and down to the first floor.

We got to the hospital in record time because there wasn’t much traffic on the road at eleven on a Tuesday morning. The entire way, I tried to be calm and breathe like I was supposed to so that Nate wouldn’t freak out, but he was more in control than I’d expected.

While I pushed, Nate contained himself, but I could see the strain in his jaw. He was doing all he could to stay strong for me. Little Nate the third was born within an hour of our arrival.

Nate

She had no damn idea how hard it was to hold on to my mask. I was ready to lose my shit over and over again, but she needed me. When she’d screamed for me, panic struck. I knew why she was calling. The minute I saw her hunched over, biting her lip and looking for relief, I knew I had to be her rock.

Throughout the entire process, I did everything I could to ease her pain and be the strength she needed. All the while, I was losing it internally. Jessica was my world. I had to think about the future every time a contraction hit her and she cried out. I thought about how amazing a mother she would be and how hard we’d work to show our child everything we knew.

I held her hand and whispered how much I loved her as she pushed our baby out. When the pain finally ended and a cry came from between my wife’s legs, something in me changed. I felt different. Strangely, that little kitten cry warmed my heart. The pudgy thing placed on Jessica’s chest held a special place inside me. Like a flash, all the love I’d had for Jessica spread to this little man.

I smiled at her and whispered, “Thank you, my soul.”

“He’s beautiful, Nate. Perfect. Isn’t he?”

I couldn’t stop the stream of tears falling down my face as I looked at my new family. How my father could ever abandon us, I didn’t know. But I knew at that moment, I would never be my father.

“My son,” I murmured. “My son. Yes, Jessica, he’s perfect. Thank you for proving me wrong.”

Just loud enough for me to hear, she whispered to the little man, “Take note. Your father thanked me for showing him he was wrong. I bet that won’t happen again.”

“Not likely. But I don’t care. I love the two of you so much.”

The nurse came and took him from us to clean him up. While she was away, I leaned down and kissed my first love.

“I worship you, and I love him so much already. I’m forever grateful for the both of you.” I kissed her again.

“Hey, you have to wait six weeks,” the doctor teased, breaking up our moment.

“Did you have to remind me?” I sniped.

“Apparently I did.” He chuckled then tilted his head pointedly at my crotch.

Yep, I was hard as fuck and it was unmistakable especially since the doc was still in the process of cleaning her up and at eye level with my junk.

“Can you blame a guy?” I shrugged and kissed her again. When I pulled back, I gave him a glare. “I know, I know, six damn weeks.”

Jessica busted out laughing, and I felt all was right in my world. Well, in six long weeks it would be perfect. The nurse brought back my baby and handed him to Jessica. She selfishly hogged him, then he wailed.

“It’s time to feed him,” the nurse said.

She helped Jessica get the baby to latch on, which didn’t seem hard because that boy was thirstier than I was. Despite how bad I wanted a taste, I watched in amazement at the woman I married. She looked radiant and sunny, as if she hadn’t just gone through hell.

As I stared at her, she felt my gaze and looked up. With a bright smile and a few tears, she said, “Nathaniel, I want to you know that you’re the best thing to happen to me. You gave me the greatest gift besides your love—our son.”

I was the luckiest man in the world.

THE END