Page 98 of Imperfection is Beauty

Then I tossed the package on the bed,

She smiled, winked, and said, “Happy early birthday, hot stuff. Now come here and plant a baby in me.”

Apparently, I did that. And then some.

Scarlett

After everything had calmed down and I had completely healed, I returned to work. yes. work. I finished my residency two months ago.

I was wrapping a baby in a blanket before I finished my shift in five minutes.

And then… just like that I was off.

Once I made it to my locker, I saw that Marcus was calling.

Tagging my phone, I answered, “Hey Honey.”

I heard him smiling through the phone, “Hey Shortcake, you’re off?”

I smiled wide as I grabbed my bag, slung it over my shoulder, and then whistled for Kalani, “Finally. Gah, that was a long shift. I can’t believe I got a four-day weekend.”

Marcus

I smiled at knowing the favor I called in actually paid off, “That’s great honey, I’m parked out front.”

“I love it when you pick me up from work. Okay, honey, be down in five minutes or less.”

I lifted my chin at my brother who was in Scarlett’s car pulling out of the parking lot.

Once he had her car parked at our house, he too was headed to our destination.

Once I saw her coming out of the double doors, I climbed out of the SUV and then rounded the hood.

She smiled at me and then picked up her pace.

As soon as she was close enough, I opened my arms and then laughed as she vaulted into them.

Pressing a kiss to her lips, I winked at her, sat her down on her feet, then opened her door for her.

She climbed in and then buckled her seat belt.

Once I was in and buckled as well, I turned the car on, and then, we were off.

She looked back into the back seat and asked, “Wait? Why are there bags packed in the back seat?”

I winked at her, “Surprise. We’re going on a little trip.”

“Marcus, I can’t believe you did all this. Why?”

I simply shrugged as I pulled onto the highway and headed for the airstrip, “Because I’m fucking tired of your last name being McKinney.”

She was quiet for a beat and then she asked, “Wait. Really?”

I grinned, “Really? How about it?”

She looked at me, smiled, wide, those pearly white teeth of hers gleaming against her skin and then she was bouncing in her seat, “This is awesome. Let’s fucking do it.

Two hours later we were in first class waiting to board the plane that would take us to Las Vegas. Or so she thought.

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