The One who got Away_A Second Chance Romance

by Mia Ford

  Tiffany shook her head and breathed deeply, feeling her belly begin to contract. As the waves moved up on the screen, the nurse nodded again and the doctor took his position. I leaned down and pressed my head against her forehead and whispered “I love you” into her ear.

  “Now,” the doctor said.

  Tiffany grabbed tightly to my hand and held her breath as she pushed down hard. She screamed out as the doctor put his hand back in the air to signal her to stop.

  “Okay,” he said. “The shoulders are out, one more good push, and you will be a new mother.”

  She looked at me with tears pooling in the corners of her eyes. I kissed her lips and nodded my head, waiting for the doctor’s orders. As soon as he said push, she began, and after a few short seconds, he lifted a beautiful baby boy into the air. The baby began to cry immediately, and they rested him on her chest, cleaning out his airways and cutting his cord. Tears filled my eyes as we huddled together, just the three of us.

  “I love you,” I said, crying.

  “I love you, too,” she replied through laughter and tears. “I am thinking Justin is a perfect name.”

  “I love it.” I watched the nurses take him and start doing their weighing and blood work.

  They cleaned up the baby, wrapped him in a warm blanket, and handed him to me as they finished up with Tiffany. I walked out of the delivery room and down the hall where my mother, father, and Jordan were all waiting nervously. They looked up as I rounded the corner, and my mother burst into tears, looking down at the sweet blond-haired boy in my arms. He looked just like Tiffany, and even Jordan joked about making sure I was the father. My family took turns holding him before I could take him back to the room. It was late at night, so they kissed us both and went home, promising to come back the next day to give Tiffany love and see Justin again.

  By the time I got back, they had moved Tiffany to her room where she was patiently waiting for me to return. I put Justin in her arms and stood back, completely in awe of the two of them. The nurse had her feed the baby before she could finally rest, leaving him to fall asleep in my arms. I looked down at his little cheeks and back up Tiffany, who had fallen asleep right away. I leaned back in the chair in the room and soaked it up, knowing that life wouldn’t be this simple again for a very long time. Justin cooed and smacked his lips, looking up at me as I held him close. The nurse turned the lights down low, and I rocked Justin slowly until his eyes closed and he slept quietly in my arms. At that moment, I couldn’t help thinking about how lucky I was. I was sitting here with a healthy baby, a healthy wife, and the best life I could have ever dreamed. Justin was even more beautiful than I could have imagined, and I couldn’t believe how much you could love someone. My heart was bursting, looking down at his absolutely perfect little body. He had been made with love and brought into the world to two parents who couldn’t have been more excited to have him join the family. Even his Uncle Jordan teared up while holding him, which is something you didn’t see often. Life was perfect. The silence of the hospital was peaceful, but holding him like this, I didn’t want to fall asleep and miss a thing. Instead, I hummed a nursery rhyme to him and waited for his mom to wake up again. She had been through hell, so I wanted to make sure she got enough rest.

  Suddenly Tiffany gasped, sitting straight up in the bed and looking around frantically. Carefully, I stood up and walked to her side, taking my free hand and stroking her head. She focused in on me and looked down at Justin in my arms. Her face went relaxed, and she put her hand to her heart, letting out a deep breath.

  “Oh, my God,” she whispered. “I woke up thinking I fell asleep with Justin in my arms. I just about had a heart attack.”

  “Say, no, Mommy, I’ve been sleeping in Daddy’s arms.” I walked back over to sit down with him.

  “It is so amazing watching you bond with our little boy,” she said. “I couldn’t imagine a better father for him. He is going to be so spoiled.”

  “Haha.” I laughed. “Maybe not by us, but definitely by his grandma and grandpa.”

  “And probably Uncle Jordan, too,” she added.

  “Oh, yeah.” I shook my head. “They probably already have a car full of goodies and a lifetime membership to the candy company.”

  “Oh, Lord,” she sighed. “Can we make a rule that if you feed him candy, you have to keep him for the night?”

  “Sounds legit to me,” I said, looking over at her and laughing. “You give him a sugar high, you pay the price.”

  “Done.” She laughed again. “Gosh, what a day. That definitely happened a lot faster than I expected.”

  “You were amazing,” I said. “Seriously, I love you so much and you were a freaking rock star.”

  “I thought I was going to break your hand there for a second.”

  “Me, too,” I scoffed. “But all is well. I love you, Tiffany, so very much. I’m so proud of you. You did such an amazing job.”

  “Meh.” She waved a hand. “It was easy being a human incubator—said no one ever.”

  “You’d do it again.” I winked at her, knowing I was right.

  “Maybe once I can walk straight again.”

  I stood up from the chair and walked over to her, leaning down and kissing her on the forehead. I gently placed Justin in her arms and stood back watching as she fed him, humming the same tune I was humming earlier but with much better vocals. I stared at the two miracles in the room with me and just couldn’t believe how lucky of a man I really was. I had the most beautiful wife and child I had ever seen. My life had been so empty before they came around, even though I didn’t realize it until now. Before Tiffany, I didn’t really live. I had simply gotten up every day, went to work, drank, and went home. I’d had nothing substantial to look forward to. When Tiffany came barreling through my world, it was like she shined her light into every dark corner of my life. Even the days I wanted to sit and mope, she was there to lift me up and bring her amazing smile to my world. In the ten months we had been together, my entire life had turned completely upside down and in such a good way.

  I pulled the chair over to the bedside, and Tiffany and I talked as she nursed the baby and rocked him to sleep. We talked about life changing, we talked about what we wanted to show and teach our son, we talked about his future and our future, and we sat there bonding until the sun came up the next morning. She looked over at me and smiled as I poured her a cup of decaf and unwrapped the sandwiches I had grabbed from the cafeteria. Her eyes were light and hopeful, and she giggled as the baby grasped onto her finger.

  “I love you more than anything little man,” she whispered to Justin. “And I love your father that much, too. I can’t wait to get you home and all comfy in your new pajamas.”

  Looking at these two, I felt like the luckiest man in history. I couldn’t wait to get them home as well and all settled into their new life. Tiffany, Justin, and I were a family now, and I would never let anything come between us. It was the best gift I had ever been given, and I couldn’t imagine life getting any better than it was right then. No matter what sleepless nights, temper tantrums, or fits came our way, I had the most perfect family in the whole world.

  Unprepared Daddy

  Blurb

  Ben Katch has it all… money, success, all the women he could ever want. The last thing he wants to do now is change his perfect life. Not for anything. Not even for the sexy new girl that’s started working at his favourite club...

  Serena Jones hasn’t ever told anyone this, but she has always had this feeling that something special is going to happen to her soon, something that will turn her boring life around. She doesn’t know what it’s going to be, but she can’t wait. Maybe it’s even the hot billionaire who’s started giving her the eye...

  But as these two start an ill fated affair, their differences quickly begin to show. Steamy chemistry can only get them so far when the cracks are more like chasms. But then a dramatic surprise shocks them both, and it’s one that will either bring them close
r and bond them forever, or tear them apart and shatter them completely.

  Are they strong enough? Can they survive? Or should they walk away now before they not only lose each other but themselves too?

  Chapter One – Ben

  “Thank you for coming everyone!” I yell over the microphone, slurring my words only slightly from the alcohol. “After yet another fantastic quarter you all deserve to party thanks to all your hard work at Katch Industries... that’s why I’ve purchased the most expensive champagne.”

  A cheer bursts up around the room, effectively ending my speech for me.

  I’m glad really, the company is doing so well that we have plenty of these events. There are only so many ways to say well done to everyone. I love my staff members, but they already know that. They don’t need to hear it every minute of every day.

  Instead, I raise my glass and everyone cheers. As I stagger down from the stage, I’m swarmed by people. Not the managers of each department in my financial company but the staff from the bottom floor too. That’s why these sorts of events are a good idea. It gives everyone a little bit of access to me. I’ve learned over time that letting people feel connected to me means they’ll work that much harder for me.

  It also means I only have to do it every so often. I’m a busy man, I can’t speak to everyone all the time. They know that, I’m sure they do.

  “Thanks, everyone,” I say to everyone, no one in particular. “Your work has all been fantastic recently.”

  I soak in the compliments I get in return like a sponge. I’m no different to anyone else, I need a boost to keep me going. “You’re all awesome. Please, enjoy the party.”

  “Hello there, handsome.” As the sultry voice blasts into my ear I almost let my eyes roll to the back of my head in mild annoyance. I know who it belongs to without even turning around, but I also know from past experience that ignoring her leads to bigger trouble than just speaking to her. “That was a great speech up there, Mr. Ben Katch.”

  “Thank you very much, Marie.” I plaster a fake, wide smile on my face. Even my teeth are showing “I didn’t know you were coming tonight.”

  What I mean by that is I didn’t send her an invite, but I can’t be direct with Marie. Not unless I want another scene. No one has forgotten the Christmas party two years ago where she screamed at me and smashed a wine bottle all over the dance floor ruining everyone else’s night. And to think she was so sweet and innocent when I first met her... maybe it was my influence that ruined her!

  “Oh well I saw it was happening and I just knew I had to come.” She waves her hand dismissively. “I have this new dress anyway that really needed an outing. What do you think?”

  My eyes automatically travel down her body and unfortunately my sensibilities go out the window. Marie might be a crazy bitch but she’s hot enough to pull that off. With her slim waist, her peachy butt, and her lovely ballooned breasts that get her more glamour modelling work than most of the other models in the city, she has a fantasy, plastic doll style body, and I know she’s crazy too. Crazy and up for anything.

  With the skin tight red dress that clings to every inch of her, leaving nothing to the imagination, and a plunging neckline that means I can almost see her nipples, she’s a wet dream. I already know Marie doesn’t like underwear, so she’s bound to be pantie free down there...

  Fuck, I’m horny.

  She can see it in my eyes as soon as I drag them back up to meet hers. The heady lust must be evident behind my gaze because she smirks knowingly.

  Marie knows that when I’m sober and in my right frame of mind, I can’t stand her, her personality annoys the living hell out of me, but when I’ve been drinking I just don’t think straight. My cock takes over and I follow what it wants instead.

  Marie knows that it always wants her.

  “What are you doing to me, Marie?” I groan with my eyes falling closed. “Why do you have to come here dressed like that?”

  “Because I want you! That’s why.” She snakes her fingers through mine and tugs me towards her.

  I know I should resist, I know this is perfect moment to do so, but I allow her to take me with her. After all the hard work I’ve done recently, and after all the expense I put into this event, I feel like I deserve a bit of fun. “Come on, let’s go somewhere.”

  She has me hooked, and she damn well knows it. As Marie drags me through the party she does so with a swagger in her step as if she thinks she has me. She probably likes the thought that she has control over the wealthy, powerful Ben Katch. What she doesn’t seem to realise is that I’m just letting her think that for a moment. Just until I get her alone.

  I know it isn’t right to use Marie but when she throws herself at me, it’s hard not to. She knows I can have any woman in this room, and she’s aware that I just might. I could end up going home with someone else after being with her at the party.

  Hey, what’s the point of being desirable, hot property if I’m not going to take advantage of that? I’m only human after all. Anyone in my position would do the same.

  “Where shall we go?” Marie asks as soon as we head out into the hallway. She spins and hooks her hand possessively around my neck, but I don’t want her to kiss me here. Actually, I don’t really want her to kiss me at all. “Unless you don’t mind the idea of being caught out here by some of your employees. Could be fun, right?”

  I glance behind her and breathe a sigh of relief when I spot the coat closet behind her. I already know that room is more than big enough for what I want to do from when I dropped my jacket off earlier. Without saying anything, I grab Marie’s hand and I yank her in there.

  Once the door closes behind her, Marie turns into a dog on heat. She pounces on me and runs her lips all over my neck, seeming to sense that I don’t want her to kiss my mouth. As she does, my hands travel down her curves, down her body, until I reach the area where my throbbing erection is pressed up against my trousers, begging to be set free. I unzip myself and tug my trousers down to just below my butt, taking my pants with me. My cock springs free, eager and needy, just like me. I’m about to explode.

  “Wrap your lips around it,” I command to Marie. I’m in charge now.

  She smirks and takes me in both her hands as she falls to her knees with a shining glint in her eyes. She freaking loves sucking on me and I love her doing it. The crazy bitch has a phenomenal mouth... at least for that. Talking she’s terrible at, but I hope I can avoid that. She keeps one of her hands around my base and gently touches her lips to my tip. She flicks her tongue all over me, giving me those heaven like sensations that she’s so good at. My head lolls back, my eyes close, I run my hands through her hair as she sucks me hard and fast.

  If I keep my eyes closed, I don’t have to remember that it’s her.

  I hit the back of her throat, which is something that Marie hasn’t done before. It seems that she’s been practicing with someone else, maybe someone bigger than me. I probably should be a bit jealous about that but I’m not. I don’t care, it works out better for me. She’s even better now and I’m the one reaping the benefits of that.

  “Oh fucking hell, that feels good,” I growl a bit too loudly. If anyone’s outside the door they can probably here me... but I’m pretty sure everyone knows what I’m like anyway so it hardly matters. My reputation is well known because a lot of the women I spend time with are well known. Not a list celebrities... not all the time anyway. “Oh God.”

  “Say my name,” she murmurs against my cock, her words sending vibrations right down to my base. Her fingers tickle my balls, making it hard to think. “Say it, Ben.”

  I’m not going to, there’s no way in hell that she doesn’t know that, she’s just trying her hand at taking control. I don’t want to think about her name, I just want her to be a faceless fuck. She knows that, I’m sure she does.

  “Get up,” I command instead. “I need you on your feet.”

  Marie does as I ask and as soon as she does I spin her aro
und. She flattens her palms up against the walls and spreads her legs like a good little girl. She knows how to be the perfect fuck for me, if nothing else.

  I reach into my pocket and pull out a condom. However horny and animalistic I feel, I’m not going to slide into her without being wrapped up. I’m not an idiot, I don’t know where else Marie has been. I slip the rubber down over me with trembling, excitable fingers, and I move my hands next to hers, and I push myself into her with one sharp movement.

  “Oh God, Ben,” she gasps noisily. “Oh fuck, you feel so good.”

  She pushes her butt out allowing me to get deeper in so I plunge in hard and fast. She is dripping wet, so excited to have me inside her that it doesn’t take long for her muscles to start contracting around me. She knows her body well, the sexual woman that she is, so as I glance down I’m not surprised to see her rubbing her clit n time with thrusts that I’m pounding into her.

  That encourages me to pick up the pace and soon the hot bliss is exploding from me. It’s cheap, meaningless, and quick just the way I like it. I love the lack of complication, the ease as I pull out with my mind already on getting back to the party, I love this carefree lifestyle. I don’t think I’ll ever change it for anyone. It would have to be a really special woman to get me to even consider settling down. At twenty eight years old I’m still living it large.

  “What are you doing now?” Marie asks me with flushed cheeks as she tugs her dress down. The lack of underwear made that very easy then. My trousers are already zipped up, I’m ready to go. “Are you going back out there or do you want to get out of here?”

  Oh dear, she’s starting to get needy.

  “I have to get back out there, Marie, this is my party.” I don’t want my tone to go cold, but it does anyway. “You know that. But... it was fun.”

  “Oh right.” Her face falls. I do feel a bit bad but she did know this would happen. “Okay, well I guess I’ll see you soon then.”

  “Yep, see you next time probably. Bye, Marie.”