Doctor's Soul - BWWM Pregnancy Romance (Doctor's Love Book 2) by Violet Jackson Page B
Authors: Violet Jackson
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talking about. You’ve moved on?”
Rick’s hands opened the envelope, while his eyes pleaded with hers.
“What is this?”
“You tell me.”
Rick’s eyes looked down at the tie and then the top picture. The note was in handwriting that he knew well and the picture was of him in a very delicate position. He knew exactly when the picture was taken and he met her eyes, no words coming out to explain. How could he? She would never believe him, as she shouldn’t. It was an unbelievable circumstance. Marla was an unbelievable bitch.
The waitress brought the bill and the small container. Meeka stood up and thanked her, putting the bill back on the table.
“You got this, right?”
Rick’s blue eyes met hers and he nodded his head, numb. Holding her stomach for a moment, she turned around and walked as confidently as she could out of the restaurant. She refused to embarrass herself any further and left before she made a scene. She wanted to make a scene, to scream and rail against him, but it was of no use. There were sharp pains in her stomach as she waited for her car. She rubbed the side of her stomach again, convinced that she just needed to lie down and everything would somehow work itself out.
Chapter 13
Rick looked down at the pictures in the envelope. He flipped them over when the server brought him another drink. He was still trying to figure out how everything had all went so wrong. Marla came to mind and he gritted his teeth. Leaving his plate untouched, he threw a few bills on the table and walked out with Marla’s mess in his hands. She had gone to a whole new level of evil and he couldn’t believe that he was with her for so long. He blamed it on his youth and wished it hadn’t interfered with his present and future life so much. That particular mistake seemed to haunt him.
***
Meeka got home and went to lie down. She was having cramps and figured it was the stress of seeing Rick. She had felt those same feelings, the ones he hoped to conjure with his choice of location, but she did not foresee the suffocating pain in her chest either. Meeka had always prided herself on being strong, but she didn’t feel strong anymore. She felt like there was nothing she could do to change it.
Rubbing her stomach didn’t seem to help, so she went and took a hot shower. After she got out, she wasn’t feeling any better, so she called her mother to watch Malik the rest of the day. She drove the next town over to their hospital, not wanting to run into one of Rick’s co-workers or him.
She checked herself in and figured that she was just having practice contractions, as she had before. The pain worsened and she felt the familiar pressure, knowing the time was then. The labor was different then before and right afterwards, Meeka passed out from loss of blood. She looked over once at her perfect son and saw his face that was so much like his father’s, before everything went black.
***
“Meeka? Are you okay my love?”
Meeka’s eyes fluttered open and Rick’s face was above hers. His blue eyes were watery and his features held a palpable pain. With a muddled head, she looked around and saw the machine hooked to her. She was in a different room and it took her a minute to remember why she was there.
“Carter?”
“He is fine. He is perfect my dove, just like you.”
Meeka smiled despite the gnawing pain in her abdomen. She looked down and saw no more blood, just clean white sheets and the man she loved next to her. She almost forgot for a moment why she was even mad. She didn’t want to be mad anymore, she just wanted it to all work out like it was supposed to.
“I never slept with her Meeka. I swear to you and I would never lie about it. She tried and you know how I sleep…”
Meeka stopped him with a finger on his lips. She didn’t need to hear anymore. There was still a question of what happened, she was not so blind as to see herself with dirty hands as well.
“I never want to see her
Rick’s hands opened the envelope, while his eyes pleaded with hers.
“What is this?”
“You tell me.”
Rick’s eyes looked down at the tie and then the top picture. The note was in handwriting that he knew well and the picture was of him in a very delicate position. He knew exactly when the picture was taken and he met her eyes, no words coming out to explain. How could he? She would never believe him, as she shouldn’t. It was an unbelievable circumstance. Marla was an unbelievable bitch.
The waitress brought the bill and the small container. Meeka stood up and thanked her, putting the bill back on the table.
“You got this, right?”
Rick’s blue eyes met hers and he nodded his head, numb. Holding her stomach for a moment, she turned around and walked as confidently as she could out of the restaurant. She refused to embarrass herself any further and left before she made a scene. She wanted to make a scene, to scream and rail against him, but it was of no use. There were sharp pains in her stomach as she waited for her car. She rubbed the side of her stomach again, convinced that she just needed to lie down and everything would somehow work itself out.
Chapter 13
Rick looked down at the pictures in the envelope. He flipped them over when the server brought him another drink. He was still trying to figure out how everything had all went so wrong. Marla came to mind and he gritted his teeth. Leaving his plate untouched, he threw a few bills on the table and walked out with Marla’s mess in his hands. She had gone to a whole new level of evil and he couldn’t believe that he was with her for so long. He blamed it on his youth and wished it hadn’t interfered with his present and future life so much. That particular mistake seemed to haunt him.
***
Meeka got home and went to lie down. She was having cramps and figured it was the stress of seeing Rick. She had felt those same feelings, the ones he hoped to conjure with his choice of location, but she did not foresee the suffocating pain in her chest either. Meeka had always prided herself on being strong, but she didn’t feel strong anymore. She felt like there was nothing she could do to change it.
Rubbing her stomach didn’t seem to help, so she went and took a hot shower. After she got out, she wasn’t feeling any better, so she called her mother to watch Malik the rest of the day. She drove the next town over to their hospital, not wanting to run into one of Rick’s co-workers or him.
She checked herself in and figured that she was just having practice contractions, as she had before. The pain worsened and she felt the familiar pressure, knowing the time was then. The labor was different then before and right afterwards, Meeka passed out from loss of blood. She looked over once at her perfect son and saw his face that was so much like his father’s, before everything went black.
***
“Meeka? Are you okay my love?”
Meeka’s eyes fluttered open and Rick’s face was above hers. His blue eyes were watery and his features held a palpable pain. With a muddled head, she looked around and saw the machine hooked to her. She was in a different room and it took her a minute to remember why she was there.
“Carter?”
“He is fine. He is perfect my dove, just like you.”
Meeka smiled despite the gnawing pain in her abdomen. She looked down and saw no more blood, just clean white sheets and the man she loved next to her. She almost forgot for a moment why she was even mad. She didn’t want to be mad anymore, she just wanted it to all work out like it was supposed to.
“I never slept with her Meeka. I swear to you and I would never lie about it. She tried and you know how I sleep…”
Meeka stopped him with a finger on his lips. She didn’t need to hear anymore. There was still a question of what happened, she was not so blind as to see herself with dirty hands as well.
“I never want to see her
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