Page 113 of The Accidental Wife

“I wish I could remind you every moment of every day how much I love kissing you.” He declares, sincerity radiating in the depths of his eyes as he looks at me.

I sigh and pull back. “As tempting as that sounds, we can’t. You shouldn’t have kissed me but thank you for distracting me.” Cole nods, leaning back into his chair. “You really should go home, Cole. The last thing we need right now is someone recognising us and leaking another photo.”

Cole sighs, rubbing his forehead, “Shayla. I’ll only sit at home and worry about you if I go. Let me stay with you. The blinds are all closed, so no one can see us.” It was the sadness in his eyes that made me nod and allow him to stay with me.

“Fine. Can you call the girls and tell them; they’ll worry if I don’t go home.” I request, laying down and Cole nods, picking up my phone. He calls Aimee and tells her I’m in the hospital, and I hear her shout from the other end of the phone.

“You don’t have to come. She’s resting. What do you mean, why am I with her? I brought her in, Aimee. No, I won’t leave her side. Yes, I promise. Okay, I’ll tell her.” He sighs, hanging up the phone, and looks at me. “They said they love you, and I should wait for my impending castration.” I laugh heartily, and he watches me shaking his head; his own lips curl into a smile before he starts laughing too. “It’s really not funny. Aimee is one scary chick when she’s angry— though not as scary as you are.” He adds with a sheepish smile, and I shrug passively.

“You’ve met my brother. Try growing up with him and not have anger issues.” I tell him with a sigh. Cole smiles, he leans over and plays with my hair while I watch him.

“I wouldn’t have you any other way.” He whispers, dropping a kiss on my nose. I bite my lip a little and close my eyes.

“Cole?”

“Hm.”

“Will you sing for me? Like you promised in Nice?” I ask, peeking up at him, and he smiles.

“Right now? Here?” I shrug and look up at him pleadingly, and he nods, licking his lips. “Okay, I’ll sing for you.” He picks up his phone and plays an instrumental version of Amazed by Lonestar. “Every time our eyes meet, this feeling inside me is almost more than I can take…baby, when you touch me, I can feel how much you love me, and it just blows me away.” I watch as he sings to me, his eyes on mine. His voice is beautiful.

“I don’t know how you do what you do; I’m so in love with you…” He sings, wiping away the tears that roll down my cheeks. “I want to spend the rest of my life, with you by my side, forever and ever.” He sings, gazing into my eyes meaningfully, tears flowing down his cheeks. “Every little thing that you do, baby, I’m amazed by you.” He gets all choked up and buries his head in my chest, crying. I cradle his head in my arms, holding him tight against me as we both sob to our ill-fated love.

Can somebody please, tell me how I’m supposed to survive this. How will I watch the man I love get married and have a baby with another girl?

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