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“Woman, you’re my heart. I’ll do anything to protect you and keep you happy. I’ve got a question, though.”
“What is it?” I asked.
“The nurse who helped you,” he started.
Oh, no!Had he figured it out? He couldn’t have. I never said her name.
“I’m glad she was there for you,” he told me, smiling. “She’s a special woman. She’s a natural protector. I’m glad she could be there for you when you needed her.”
I swallowed. He knew. He wasn’t saying it, but he knew.
“Yes, she is,” I agreed. “She’s a great mother, also. Her words helped me out a lot.”
His smile widened as he blinked back tears. He kissed my forehead again.
“I’m going to take the rest of the day off from work,” he told me. “How about I order us some food and let’s spend the rest of the day in bed watching movies. How does that sound?”
“That sounds wonderful,” I told him.
And as we lay in bed, watching movies, I realized that I was no longer afraid of my love for Julian. I was ready to embrace that love. I was ready to embrace a life with the man who made me feel safe, secure, beautiful, and cherished.
There were just two more things I needed to do. I needed to talk to India and explain to her the situation with me and Julian. And then I needed to talk to the nurse who helped me years ago, his mother.
I needed to make sure she was okay with me being in Julian’s life. It was only right that I talk to her before making the decision to be with him. And if she and India gave us their blessing, I would spend the rest of my life showing Julian just how happy I was that he entered my world and showed me what true love was.
I planned to cherish this man just as much as he cherished me.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
JULIAN
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THE NIGHT STEFANIEtold me about her past with the bastard she’d been married to, I contemplated whether I should tell her that I’d known most of that already or not. I decided to tell her the truth about when I’d first seen her at the hospital.
Not telling her wouldn’t have been right. That night, after watching movies, we talked about why I was at the hospital that day. I let her know about the DNA test I’d been having done and that I’d overheard her on the phone telling someone that she hoped her child would never find out that she wasn’t really hers.
