BWWM: BEFORE I WAKE: A Bad Boy Billionaire Book Collection (African American Interracial Series) (382 page)

EPILOGUE - KIARA

              “Colin hates kale.” Camilla said this as she stuffed a piece of it in her mouth.

Rose snorted. “I used to make him eat it. It’s good for him.”

              Camilla laughed. “He told me that you made him sit at the table one night until almost midnight because he wouldn’t eat it.”

              “That boy,” Rose said, shaking her head. “He exaggerates. It was from six to seven. At seven I finally gave in. He ate it after that every time I made it though.”

I couldn’t help it, I laughed. That made Camilla break too.

“What?” Rose said. “What’s so funny?”

              “He never ate it,” Camilla said, gulping air between laughs.

              “What? Yes he did! He cleaned his plate.” Rose looked between us confused.

              “No, Patrick cleaned it for him. He told me that he felt bad for Colin so when you went to the kitchen to get them something they’d asked for, he ate it.”

The shocked look on Rose’s face was comical and Camilla and I started laughing again. I rubbed my hands over my big swollen belly.

“I wonder if Kalen will love this little one enough to eat his spinach for him?”

              Rose snorted. “I’m sure he will. Tell him to just look at his giant step-daddy. Uncle Colin would be that big too if he ate his own spinach.”

              We all laughed again. My heart was so full. I never dreamed that I could be so happy. Patrick and I had gotten married downtown and this summer…after our baby comes…we’re going to renew our vows in a small ceremony underneath the oak tree at my grandpa’s house in West Virginia…I can’t wait.

              “Honey! I’m home!” Colin burst in the back door and right behind him came the two most beautiful males in the world as far as I was concerned.

Kalen ran up to me with a huge grin. “Mama! I caught one! I caught a fish!”

              I clapped my hands together. “You did? I’m so proud.” I grabbed him and hugged him to my chest sweetly.

Patrick looked down at us and smiled. “I caught one too,” he said, feigning hurt. “How about I get some of that action?”

I smiled up at him as he wrapped his arms around us both. Everyone in the world that I needed to be complete was with me now…finally.

THE END

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COLE

              The first thing I noticed when I woke up from surgery was the smell of roses. That was weird. Of all the things I associated with hospitals, roses wasn’t one of them. I’d been expecting pain, the smell of disinfectant. Maybe even men in face masks staring down at me. But not roses. I tried to open my eyes, but the anesthetic still had me foggy and exhausted.             

              My training kicked in. Intelligence is what gives you the upper hand. So what did I know
?
My name is Cole Huntley. I was shipped back from the Middle East after sustaining a burn the size of a dinner plate over my hip and abdomen. After an eighteen-hour flight from hell, I was rushed into the emergency room, knocked out cold, and prepped for emergency surger
y
.

              I could assume that I was still in the military hospital, and I seemed to be lying on a bed. Must be in a ward. Not much noise around me, but I could hear the sound of birds singing. Muted, as though it came from the other side of a window. Middle of the day. As for the smell of roses… well, nobody was going to leave flowers by my bedside. The smell had to belong to a person.

              There was a person who smelled like roses in the room with me. I decided to make myself known. A little bit of major emergency abdominal surgery wasn’t going to get me down! I cleared my throat and said, “There’s plenty of room in this bed if you need to take a nap too.”

              At least, that’s what I tried to say. The anesthetic wasn’t having it though, and I ended up just mumbling a long string of unintelligible syllables. Oh well. Worth a shot.

              “Oh, you’re awake,” said a female voice. It’s hard to tell without looking, of course, but this woman sounded attractive. She sounde
d
sof
t
. Silky. Her voice was like a caress. I sensed her leaning over me. “Can you open your eyes?”

              “For you, sweetheart, anything,” I mumbled. It came out a little better this time, but still not perfect. I’m sure she got the gist. I tried to pry my eyes open, and to my surprise, I succeeded. Light flooded my brain. I was on a clean, white, sterile hospital ward, and leaning over me was one of the most beautiful creatures I’d ever seen.

              “You’ve got to be the most beautiful nurse I’ve ever seen,” I said. Third time’s the charm – this time my words were a little slurred, but otherwise intelligible. A frown crossed the woman’s face.

              “I’m a doctor,” she said. “Your doctor, in fact.” She looked me up and down. “My name is Dr. Piper Phillips, and I’ll be supervising your recovery.”

              I swallowed hard. A civilian. Not a great start. But the doctor really was beautiful. I’d never seen anyone with hair such a golden color, or with a set of features so perfectly arranged. Her skin was smooth and radiant, and her blue eyes bore straight into me with a sharp intelligence. Not only that, but her breasts were stunning. Hidden, of course, beneath a sensible blouse, but I could see they were full, rounded and heavy.

              “Well,” I said, doing my best to sound casual despite the fogginess,               “You gotta promise to go easy on me, Doctor Piper. I’ve been in battle. The fight of my life.”

              That seemed to reach her – a tight little smile flashed across her lips.               I felt like grinning. Once you’ve made a woman smile, you’re halfway there. I lay back on my bed as she read my chart and checked me over. I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it. My pulse spiked just looking at her.

              “How long have you been a doctor?” I asked as she was updating my chart.

              Piper looked at me with that piercing gaze. “Four years now. Why do you ask?”

              “Just curious,” I said. “You look very young. You must be one of those gifted ones.”

              That got a little bit of a smile too, but not much. I could tell that she was holding back, keeping herself professional. That only made me more determined to crack her shell. I knew it was possible. I’ve got a sixth sense for when women are attracted to me. It’s one of those things that I just know. It’s not the best superpower in the world, but it has its moments.

              “Are you wearing perfume, Doc?” I asked, making it sound like I’d only just now noticed.

              “A little,” said Piper without looking up.

              “Roses?”

              “Yeah.” She glanced up at me this time. Each look from those perfect blue eyes was its own reward. I would have loved to have her stare at me all day. Not to mention have those tits hanging over me again.

              “Huh. Well then, thanks!”

              “For what?”

              “Your perfume was what woke me up. First thing I was aware of.” I looked her up and down, taking in her pert little body hidden beneath her sensible clothes. My cock stirred from deep below and I imaged wrapping my big hands all over her tight curves. Oh yes, she would fit nicely under me. Her face flushed as my eyes hovered over her lips. Fair’s fair – she had been checking me over a minute ago.               “Believe me,” I said, “there are worse ways to wake up. In fact, I’d have to say you’re the nicest thing I’ve opened my eyes to in quite some time.”

              That did it. The smile that broke onto her face – just for a second – was a genuine one. Wide, not forced, and it reached her eyes. I smiled back, and for a minute I felt the hot tension between us. Piper glanced away. She hung my chart up on the edge of my bed and swiveled on her heel.

              “I’ll come back and check on you soon,” she said, and with that she was gone. I lay back in bed. It sure didn’t seem like I was going anywhere soon. Might as well get some sleep.

              As I drifted off, my head swam with golden hair and rose petals, my face fully buried between creamy tits….

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