Page 26 of Tempting Tessa

“Good morning, handsome,” she says as she lifts up to kiss me.

“Mmm…I could get used to waking up like this,” I tell her.

“I know, so could I. Maybe we can test out the waters of you sleeping over sometime when Ty is home,” she says, catching me off guard. I wasn’t expecting for Tessa to be ok with that for a while down the road.

“If you’re sure, then I’m willing to give it a try,” I tell her.

“How about some breakfast? I’m starving and I’m sure that you are as well.” I smack her ass, and she starts to get out of bed.

“That sounds amazing. I’m starving too,” she says as she stands and stretches, showing off her beautiful body to me. I drink it all in and admire how beautiful she is.

We get up and make our way to the kitchen, where we make breakfast together. Once we are finished eating we clean up. “I’m going to go take a shower, do you want to join me?” I ask her.

“Sure, but no shower sex this morning. I’m a little sore from all our fun last night.”

I pretend to pout. “But, but, but…you know it will make you feel good to come again.” I try and argue my case as she cups my cheek and lifts up to kiss me.

“Nice try, mister. I can either shower with you and you can keep your hands to yourself or we can shower separately. Your choice.”

“Ok, if I must, I will obey and keep my hands to myself,” I tell her as I drag her toward my room.

Once we are out of the shower and dressed, I know exactly what I want to do this morning. “Hey, babe, do you think you could help me go through all the paperwork I have? After our discussion last night, I want to see if I can find the paperwork on my donor’s family.”

“Sure. Let me just text my mom quick to see what time they need me to pick up Ty.”

“All the paperwork from my accident and recovery is in the back bedroom that I’ve set up as a small home office. Just come find me in there once you are done.”

“Ok, will do,” she says as she walks out to go text her mom.

I head for my office and start pulling out the boxes of paperwork that have to do with my recovery. If I remember correctly, the donor information was in a large yellow manila envelope. I’m hoping my memory serves me right and this is an easy find.

Tessa comes back a few minutes later to help me look. “How are your parents and Ty this morning?”

“They’re good, Mom spoiled him with his favorite breakfast like she always does. She said they didn’t have any plans today and he’s having fun. She said to come whenever we’re done with what we have going on.” She pauses, looking around at all the boxes I’ve pulled out. “Ok, where should I start looking?”

“The boxes are kind of all randomly put together, so I would just say to pick one and start looking through it. If I remember correctly it’s a yellow manila envelope that is sealed shut. Hopefully I am remembering correctly. That way it will be easier to find in the mix of everything.”

“Ok, I’ll start over here and you start there. I’m glad that you are doing this. I think you’ll be surprised how it will feel if we can locate the information and you can meet the family.” She plops down and starts her search through the boxes.

We are both quiet as we start searching the boxes. We’ve each looked through multiple boxes and I’m starting to think we will never find this envelope. When I open the next box I’m shocked to find just what I was looking for. “I think I just found it.” I hold up a yellow envelope that hasConfidential-Donor Information – Confidentialtyped across it.

“Really! Open it!” She stands, but can’t get over next to me due to all the boxes.

I open the envelope and start reading the enclosed paperwork. When I reach the information on the donor, I about fall off the chair I’m sitting on.

“Um….what does it say?” Tessa asks me, noticing I’ve gone quiet and probably look like I’ve seen a ghost.

“Tessa, sit down,” I tell her.

“What’s wrong, you’re scaring me. Is something wrong?” she asks, sitting back down.

I don’t know how to tell her that the paperwork states I received her dead husband’s kidney. The thought never crossed my mind this entire time. I don’t know how to tell her, so I just hand her the paperwork so she can read it herself. “Here, you read it.”

She takes it and starts reading. I know the second she reads Matt’s name. I can see the emotions move across her face. I get up and pull her to stand so I can hold her in my arms. I’m sure this news is just as earthshattering to her as it is to me. What are the fucking chances that the woman I’m falling in love with’s dead husband is the one who ultimately saved my life?

“Holy shit, I don’t know what to say,” she says into my chest.

“Well, at least you don’t have to wonder anymore if the person is doing ok,” I say, trying to break the mood that has settled over us. I’m not sure what she is really thinking about the news we just discovered together. My comment pulls a small chuckle from her, but I can tell she is still in shock about the news.

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