I'll Take a Chance (14 page)

By the end of the day I just can’t keep my eyes open. Kyle went back home to shower and check in on Chloe about an hour ago. My brother Adrian is sitting with me and my eye lids are just so heavy. I close them for just a second and I am fast asleep. This dream though isn’t of warm beaches and crashing waves. I am being held at gun point by that man. I struggle and
like before I can’t get away. I wake up screaming, Adrian is quick to my side, at the same time Kyle comes rushing in the room.

“What happened? What’s wron
g?” He looks from Adrian to me.

“She was sleeping
, I don’t know, I think she had a bad dream,” Adrian tells him.

“Amelia, are you alright?”
he asks with concern.

“It was just a dream. I’m fine now
,” I tell them both, breathing heavy.

Adrian leaves for the night and Kyle settles in to stay with me. I tried to assure him that he didn’t need to stay, but he wouldn’t hear it. I
’m glad he insisted on staying. I wanted to keep him close, and I wish he could hold me all night. He is too afraid of hurting me while he sleeps so I reluctantly agreed to let him sleep in the bed next to me. Kyle insists that I need to see a psychiatrist too, he said he will go with me and be there with me every step of the way.

It wasn’t the ideal way to meet Kyle’s parents
, but they have both been here every day, at different times of course. Kyle’s mom Mary has been watching Chloe like a hawk and their dad Steve always has this guilty look in his eyes. I know he loves his daughter, and he is over the moon happy she is home safe. I think it was just easier for him to accept that she ran away on her own and not just missing or kidnapped. Everyone grieves in their own way, and I think it was easier for him to move on in his life if he had the finality of some sort of sabbatical and not the unknown of being out there somewhere hurt or alone.

Kyle

Amelia is sleeping in the hospital bed next to me and I can’t sleep. My mind keeps playing over and over the horrifying events in that basement. Seeing Amelia
laying on the floor covered in blood was the worst thing that ever happened to me.

I was devastated when Chloe went missing and not finding her for two years was agonizing. Seeing the woman I am in love with
, lifeless on the ground with a gunshot wound to the chest was by far the most gut wrenching thing I have ever lived through.

The waiting and worrying while she was in surgery took years off my life. I’m so worried for both my sister and Amelia. I hope the damage that was done can be worked out through therapy. It’s not a good sign that Amelia is having nightmares about that day either. She doesn’t know it yet
, but I am going to move her in with me and take care of her and Chloe. I’ve taken a leave of absence from the hospital for a month.

As I lay there wide awake yet completely exhausted
, Amelia starts screaming. I quickly jump off the bed and go to her. She is sweaty and thrashing around in bed, which can’t be good for the stitches in her chest or side.

“Amelia, honey, wake up. It
’s only a dream. I’m here. You’re safe,” I gently shake her arms to try to get her to wake up.

She’s breathing heavy and she opens her eyes wide and looks around then throws herself in my arms. Al
l I can do is hold her. I wish I could take this away from her.

“It’s OK, honey. You’
re safe now,” I assure her again.

“I’m sorry
, I didn’t mean to wake you up,” she says tearfully.

“You didn’t wake me up, honey. You have nothing to be sorry for
.” I pull away and look her in the eyes. Once again I have such hate for that man. Amelia has been through so much in such a short time.

I just hope that with the right therapy
she can make a full recovery not only physically, but mentally as well. I have complete faith that she will. She has the love and support of not only me, but her entire family. I lay her back down and curl up to her side.

“I’ll stay right here, you get some sleep. Tomorrow I’m taking you home
,” I tell her and gently stroke her hair until she falls back asleep.

The next morning she is checked by her doctor and given the all clear for me to take her home. She didn’t put up a fight about coming home with me. Her whole family is here again
, and Willow and Ava are helping her get dressed.

Chloe is home with
Amelia’s mom Samantha, and they are both anxiously waiting for us to get there. Asher needs to go back to work since Amelia will be out for at least three weeks. Adrian and Aiden also need to return to work.

The short drive to my house takes no time at all
, and Samantha is waiting in the doorway to help me get Amelia in the house. We set up Chloe and Amelia in my bed, it just made more sense they be in the same place, and the two of them are now inseparable.

The first week was the hardest
, but Chloe is now one hundred percent recovered physically and Amelia is almost there. They both have gone to counseling, and I am relieved it has helped them tremendously.

Amelia had a few more nightmares the first few nights
, but they seem to be gone now. Ava and Chloe have hit it off and have become fast best friends, in the next few days Chloe will be moving in with Ava. I wasn’t too happy about that, but Chloe insisted. I wish I could keep Chloe and Amelia safe in my house forever, but Chloe wanted to give Amelia and I time to ourselves.

By the end of the week
, Chloe is all moved in with Ava and she has even started to take steps to get back into an internship program back at the hospital. She has some catching up to do, but in no time I’m sure she will be ready to take her boards, and become a board certified obstetrician and gynecologist.

I have been slowly
moving Amelia’s things into my house from her apartment. I have no intentions of her ever moving out. She hasn’t agreed to officially move in with me, but she hasn’t said anything about more and more of her stuff showing up either. Her wounds have healed nicely, and she has been getting antsy just sitting around the house. We are both going back to work this Monday.

She was nervous to be left
home alone in the beginning, but with the help of her therapist, we have made tremendous progress. This is only the second time I have left her alone. I went to her house to pick up a few things she needed and then picked up take-out for dinner. I walk in the door and call out to her.

“Amelia, I’m home,
” I call into the house. There’s no answer. Panic sets in and I rush from room to room looking for her.

I rush in the bedroom to
find her sitting in the center of the bed wearing sexy as hell black lingerie and those signature fire engine red stilettos. The sight of her gives me and instant hard on.

“Amelia, are you sure you’
re ready for this, I don’t want to hurt you?” I ask her.

“I’m completely fine. At my last check up I asked my doctor if I could resume sexual activity and he gave me the all clear
,” she says while crooking her finger at me.

“You did?” I ask surprised.

“Yes, I did.”

You don’t have to tell me twice. I strip out of my clothes on the way to the bed and
trail feather light kisses up her thigh all the way to her throat. She covers the almost all the way healed scar on her chest with her hand. I look her in the eyes and shake my head then remove her hand.

“You’re beautiful. Don’t ever hide anything from me. I love you
, Amelia,” I kiss down her breast taking her nipple in my mouth. She gasps and her head falls back. I kiss and lick my way down her stomach and find her wet, ready for me. God she smells so good. I take her in my mouth and swirl her with my tongue, I insert two fingers and she lights up on fire writhing and moaning. It doesn’t take long to make her come and her insides clench around my fingers.

“Come on, I have an
idea. I don’t want to hurt you,” I tell her taking her hand and I lead her to the bathroom. I grab my t-shirt on the way.

“Grab on to the tub,
” I tell her.

She bends over and grabs the side of the tub presenting me with the sight of her
glorious ass. She is so wet and ready for me. I wrap the t-shirt around her waist and hold the ends in my hand at her sides. I slowly enter her from behind and pull her close with the t-shirt, taking off most of her weight from the tub. She gasps and moans.

“Are you alright?” I question her.

“Oh my God. That is amazing. Don’t stop,” she moans.

With the t-shirt I pull her into me hard. The t-shirt takes me deep
inside her and at this rate it won’t take me long at all. She moans with pleasure, stands on her tip toes and tilts her ass to a new position. I didn’t think I could get any deeper, but this new position makes me groan in ecstasy as she takes all of me.  With a few more pulls I come inside her. Bending over I kiss the center of her back and pump lightly into her a few more times before standing up and pulling out. I turn her around and wrap her in my arms.

“Was that alright? I didn’t hurt you
, did I?” I ask her concerned.

“I know you used the t-shirt to help me, but I have to tell you
, that did crazy things to me. You didn’t hurt me at all. I feel great. The t-shirt though, will definitely be used more often.” She kisses me then swats me on the ass. I kiss her again and then let her get cleaned up.

“I brought dinner home, come downstairs when you’re ready. I
’ll go get everything ready,” I tell her and shut the bathroom door. I pull on a pair of sweats and head downstairs to set out our dinner at the coffee table. Amelia soon comes down and sits next to me on the couch. She kisses my cheek and gives me a smile.

“Move in with me
,” I tell her rather than ask.

“What?
” she replies with surprise.

“You live her
e now as it is, let’s make it official. I don’t want to ever be without you. My house has never been a home until you started staying here. Nothing would make me happier than to make it permanent. What do you say?” I can see the shock on her face, but I can also see the love in her eyes.

“You’re sure about this?” I can tell that she feels the same way that I do.

“I have never been more sure about anything in my life,” I tell her honestly.

“Then I say yes.” She claps her hands and straddles my lap. She pulls me in to a slow kiss that quickly turns heated. She sweeps her tongue in and
I pull her close.

“
Amelia, I love you so much,” I whisper in her ear.

She pulls away and looks in my eyes
. “Kyle, I have never loved anyone as much as I love you. Thank you for taking care of me these past few weeks,” she says as a tear runs down her cheek.

I quickly wipe it away and kiss
where it trailed down her face.

“Don’t cry. It breaks my heart when you cry
, even when they’re happy tears. These are happy tears, right?” I ask, suddenly thinking there might be something wrong or she has changed her mind about moving in with me.

“They are happy tears. I never knew love could be like this. I do need to talk to you about one thing though
,” she says and sits back on my legs.

“What
is it, honey? You can tell me anything.” I tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear and smile at her.

“We didn’t use protection just now. I’m not complaining, mind you. I just want to make sure we are both OK
, with whatever outcome that might bring,” she says.

“No, we didn’t.
I wouldn’t complain either whatever outcome we might have.”

A
smile creeps on her lips and she straddles my hips. She gives me a tight squeeze then showers kisses all over my face. If by some miracle we did just create a baby I would be over the moon happy. I am so in love with this woman and nothing would make me happier than to be the father of our child.

“Let’s eat di
nner before it goes cold, again,” she says and climbs off my lap. We eat dinner sitting side by side on the couch.

“Willow is coming back to work Monday too. Asher turned one of the offices on his floor into a day care
for Abbey. The nanny they hired is going to come to work with them. If everything goes well Willow may even come back to work fulltime. Wouldn’t that be amazing? I can’t wait to get back to work and have a normal schedule again. Aren’t you excited to get back to work and bring all those beautiful cuddly babies into the world?”

“I’m glad Willow will be there on your first day back. You need to take it easy and not overwork yourself. You
’re still recovering, and I want you to promise me if you have any pain in your chest to call me immediately.”

“Yes, bossy man. I will. I feel great.
Nothing is going to go wrong.”

“Chloe is starting her internship at the hospital Monday too. It’s going to be nice working with my sister again.
Are we going to dinner at your parents tomorrow? My mom would like to take us out to lunch if you’re up to it.”