Page 83 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
“Just say it, Wynter.”
I sighed. “You know I care for you, Jaxson. You have been more than I could have asked for?—”
“You breaking up with me?”
“What? Baby, no. I’m… I’m trying to tell you… I’m trying to tell you that I love you.”
He stared at me with an unreadable expression.
“You love me?”
“Yes. I’ve been trying to find a way to say it without feeling like it was too soon.”
A grin spread across his features as he leaned into me and pecked my lips.
“So you love me, huh?” he asked, nuzzling my neck.
I giggled. “Yes.”
“How much you love me, baby?”
“With my entire heart.”
He cupped my face and kissed my lips with enough passion to make my knees feel weak. A moan slipped from my lips as he pulled away.
“I love you too, Wynter.”
My eyes widened. “You— you do? You love me?”
“I honestly started falling the day you were laid up in that hospital bed making a fuss.”
I blushed. “I was in pain, sir!”
“And giving my intern hell.” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Our first unofficial date, I knew you were something special. I’ve never been ready to let you go every moment after that. I knew I loved you when I got to experience you with my baby.”
“I love Jamari.”
“I know you do. She loves you too. When you aren’t around, all I hear is Ms. Wynter this or Ms. Wynter that. She’s low key obsessed with you.”
I smiled. “I’m low key obsessed with both of you.”
We shared another passionate kiss that was interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming into my kitchen. Jaxson and Jamari had spent the night at my house, something that happened a couple of times. I loved having them here just as much as I loved staying at their place.
“Oh my gosh!” Jamari exclaimed, covering her eyes as she walked into the kitchen.
Jaxson chuckled. “Must you be so dramatic?”
I giggled as she came over to greet us.
“Happy birthday, baby girl,” Jaxson said, kissing her forehead. “You’re officially a teenager.”
Jamari flipped her hair. “Which means I’m almost an adult.”
“Almost doesn’t count,” her father said flatly.
Excitedly, I pulled Jamari into a hug. “Happy birthday, pud!” I sang, rocking her from side to side. She blushed as I smothered her cheeks with kisses. “We are gonna have so much fun today.”
She wanted to have a party at the skating rink, so her father rented it out for the night.
