The UN Series Complete Box Set

by Shantel Tessier

  I stand and sniff several times when the door swings open and a man walks in dressed in a set of blue scrubs.

  “How is she?” I ask slowly as my heart pounds in my chest.

  He smiles and it takes my breath away. It has to be good news. “We were able to stop the bleeding.”

  “Oh, thank God.” I let out a long breath and smile through the tears.

  “I understand the nurse explained that the placenta had been implanted low in her uterus?”

  I nod. “Yes, Sir.”

  “That is known as placenta previa. It then started the process DIC – disseminated intravascular coagulation, which depleted all her clotting factors.” I nod again wondering why this sounds like bad news. I thought they stopped it?

  He continues. “She was losing a lot of blood, and in order to save her life, we had to perform a hysterectomy,” he says with remorse.

  I look down to our daughter in my hands and a tear runs down my face. She will be it for us, and I’m more than happy with that. I have my wife and my daughter to live with through this crazy life. And that is enough for me.

  I look up to him and nod with a smile. “Thank you. Thank you for saving my world.”

  The nurse chooses this time to walk in as well. “We are going to take the baby to the nursery. Does she have a name?”

  I look down to her and smile. Angel and I have been fighting over names for months now. One time comes to thought.

  “If we have a girl, I want to name her after you,” she says smiling.

  I shake my head. “Slade is not a name for a girl. She will be made fun of.”

  She laughs. “I was thinking more like Sadey.” Then she spells it out for me. “It’s like yours. I just removed the l and added a y to the end.” She smiles proudly of herself.

  “Sadey,” I inform her of the spelling, and she smiles.

  “That’s a pretty name.”

  I nod my head. “My wife picked it out.” I smile proudly. And I’m going to pick the middle name. I look up to the nurse. “Her name is Sadey Marie Long.” I look up to the ceiling and give a silent ‘thank you’ to Marie for listening to me. My family is going to be okay.

  *****

  I sit next to my wife’s bed as I wait for her to wake up from after her delivery and emergency surgery. The nurse has Sadey in the nursery getting her all cleaned up and ready to bring her in here when Angel wakes.

  I run my hand over my head nervously trying to decide how I’m going to tell my wife she had a hysterectomy. How will she take it? We’ve never talked about how many kids we want.

  “Slade?” I spin around to see her looking up at me with heavy eyes.

  I sit down next to her and grab her hand. “Hey, beautiful,” I say softly.

  She opens her eyes fully and starts to look around. “Where is she? Where’s our daughter?” She starts to panic.

  “She’s fine, Angel. She is in the nursery. They will bring her in shortly.” I make sure to add.

  She smiles over at me. “Did you get to see her?” A tear runs down her check and I gently brush it away.

  I nod. “She’s gorgeous.” I smile. “She looks just like you already.”

  She lets out a little sob and then looks down to her bed. “What happened?” She frowns.

  I let out a deep breath, trying to remember all the technical words the doctor had told me. I told the doctor that I wanted to be the one to tell her what needed to be done but now I’m thinking I should have thought it through better.

  I take in a deep breath and then start to explain what measures he had to take in order to save her life. And I hate to see the tears that fill her eyes before they run down her face.

  “I can’t have any more children?” she cries looking up at me.

  “That’s okay,” I say trying to reassure her. “You and Sadey are all I need.”

  She sobs out and takes her hand from mine shaking her head quickly. “I wouldn’t have wanted a hysterectomy.”

  I run my hand through my hair. “They did it to save you,” I say softly. “There was no other way.”

  She lets out another sob and then places her hand over her stomach as if the sob caused her pain.

  I know she’s sore and in pain from the C-section and hysterectomy but for once I’m okay with her feeling pain. This woman is strong, she may take time to heal but she’s alive. And to me, that’s what matters.

  I lean over and take her in my arms as she cries it out. I rub her back and bend down to kiss her hair. I hate that the doctor performed the hysterectomy without her knowing but if he would have asked for my opinion, I would have told him to do it. No doubt in my mind. I would have lived with her hating me because that would mean she would be living. And just the thought of seeing her hold our daughter has my heart soaring.

  CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

  SAMANTHA

  I lay in my hospital bed as I silently watch my husband hold our daughter as he sits over on the far couch.

  He runs his index finger down her little nose and then speaks to her quietly. “Your mommy did the unimaginable. I don’t know why I’m so surprised though, that’s what Angels do.”

  “What did I do?” I can’t help but ask. He’s talking so soft it’s hard for me to hear him.

  He looks up at me as a tear runs down his cheek. “Produce miracles.” He smiles proudly and then looks back down to her. “You gave me heaven on earth,” he whispers as he stares at her.

  I smile. “She is beautiful,” I sigh.

  “She’s perfect. She looks just like you,” he says looking down at her.

  I hear a knock on the door followed by Courtney popping her head in. “May we come in?” she asks.

  I smile brightly as I nod my head quickly. She enters holding Ashton, one of her little boys, as the rest of the crew follows her in.

  I sit back and look around the room as everyone laughs and holds babies. Josh sits down next to Slade. He holds Trent in one arm and then gestures for Courtney to place Ashton in the other. He starts to talk to them about their little cousin. Our real angel.

  “They are going to beat up any boy who even looks at you,” Josh says looking over to our princess sitting in Slade’s arms.

  Courtney starts to talk about how she has already married one of her sons off to her, and I can’t help but laugh when Slade gives her a look of disbelief and starts shaking his head quickly.

  I look over to where Tate stands, his eyes are fixed on Missy as Slade hands our angel off to her. He watches her as tears run down her pretty face while she speaks to our daughter. He still tries to speak to her every now and then, and she still ignores him. I’m pretty sure she and Braxton broke up a couple of months ago. She hasn’t mentioned him, nor has he been around. I think she’s finally happy and back to being herself.

  I look back at Tate, and he has a smile on his lips as he watches her, giving his love for her away.

  To my surprise Parker walks over to the couch and asks Missy if he can hold her. She nods and allows him to have her spot.

  “I’m going to teach you everything I know,” he says with a bright smile.

  “Dear Lord help us,” Josh says making us all laugh, and I wince from the pain in my lower abdomen.

  “You’re gonna have a hard time topping this birthday present next year, Sam,” Parker calls out.

  And I realize my daughter and my husband both share the same birthday. I smile over at him. “Happy birthday,” I say softly.

  He looks down at our daughter and smiles. “Best birthday, princess,” he says with a smile on his face.

  I close my eyes and pray to my mother and father for guidance. We don’t know anything about being parents. They say you learn more and more with every child. But she’s it for us. Due to the complications of the delivery they had to perform a hysterectomy. And even though I can’t give Slade any more children, I smile. Because the people who tried to once take our happiness have failed.

  “I think she wants her mommy.” I open
my eyes to see Slade carrying her over to me. I’ve never seen him sexier, more confident. The proud smile he continues to wear and his watery baby blue eyes make me tear up every time I see them.

  He’s going to make a wonderful father.

  I open my arms, and he places her softly in them. He then leans down and kisses my forehead.

  “Stay right there. I have to take a picture,” Courtney sniffs. I’m pretty sure her hormones will never be the same again.

  I smile but say, “I look awful.”

  “You look beautiful,” Courtney replies standing at the foot of the hospital bed.

  Slade leans down and gives me another kiss and whispers, “You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen, Angel.”

  And those words alone make me feel just that.

  “Say cheese,” Courtney prompts.

  I turn to look at her with our baby in my arms and my husband leaning down beside me. This is going to be our first family picture, and I know just where to put it. On the fireplace where my parents can see every day how lucky I am and how much my daughter and I are loved.

  EPILOGUE

  SLADE

  It’s been three months since our daughter entered our lives, and they have been the most rewarding and exhausting months I have ever experienced.

  I sway back and forth on my feet as I look down at her in my arms and I realize what I’ve always been missing in life. Love. I never thought I would fall in love and get married or want children. Now, I have a gorgeous wife that I’m madly in love with and a beautiful little girl who already has me wrapped around her tiny fingers. Funny how life changes what’s important to you.

  I lean down and kiss her softly on the forehead before I place her in her crib. I then tiptoe out of her room and walk across the hall to our master bedroom.

  When we had this house built, we kept in mind that we were going to be having a baby soon. And placing her room right across from ours was the only way Angel was going to have it.

  I sit down on the side of our bed as I hear Angel turn the water off to the tub. She has been so busy with the bakery and the baby that she never gets any time to herself. So I try to take over as much as I can so she can have some time to herself.

  I look up to see her towel dry her damp hair as she walks out of the bathroom.

  “Come here.” I lift my hand and motion for her to stand in front of me.

  She walks over to me and stands between my legs. “Is Sadey asleep?” she asks running a hand through my hair.

  I look up to her. “Yes.”

  I reach up and undo the towel wrapped around her chest as a playful smile appears on her lips.

  When the towel drops I grab her hips and toss her on the bed. She laughs out loud, making me smile.

  I lean over onto my side and prop my head up in one hand as the other lightly traces the scar that still remains from having to have surgery from her car accident. It’s barely visible now, but I know it’s there. Always reminding me what her love for me cost her.

  “Stop,” she says softly getting my attention.

  “What?” I look up to her face.

  She gives me a half smile. “I know what you’re doing, and you need to stop.”

  I sigh as I look back down to it once again. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t be sorry, baby.” She props herself up on her elbows. “I would go through it all again, if it meant that we were in the exact same spot at this exact same time. That is how much I love you.” She smiles softly.

  “I wouldn’t.” She frowns as I take in a deep breath. “I would change everything.” I shake my head as her frown deepens. “I would have never lied to you when you first called me. I would have come over and visited you when you were staying with Holly and Micah. I tried to, you know?” She shakes her head. “Micah told me to leave you alone. That you were trying to heal and move on emotionally.” I figured he was telling the truth. I was probably the last person she wanted to see at that time.

  “I would have never taken you out that night after our first date.” The bruises that Matt had given her still haunt me. “I would have brought you back here and just cuddled up with you on the couch while watching a chick flick.” She smiles. “I would have treated you better…”

  “Stop,” she interrupts me. “Stop blaming yourself for things that you had no control over,” she says softly.

  I shake my head. I’ll never forget what I almost lost. My world. “Do you know why I would change all of it?” I don’t give her a chance to answer. “Because no matter what road we would have taken, whether it was an easy one or the harder one, we would still be laying here right, right now, at this very moment. Because my love for you is greater than anything else in this world. Nothing could have stopped me from loving you.”

  She gives me a soft smile. “Slade.” She reaches up and cups my face in her small and soft hands. “You once told me that this world is a cruel place. And you were right. Anyone can hurt you. I’m just thankful I found someone worth the pain.”

  I reach up and wipe a tear off her cheek as she looks at me with those beautiful bright green eyes. The same ones I’ve been lost in since the moment I looked into them.

  I slide my hand in her wet hair as I lean up and softly kiss her lips. I pull back and watch as she slowly opens her eyes. “I love you,” she whispers.

  “I love you, Angel.”

  She lays back as she pulls me with her. I straddle her small hips and look down at her.

  “Show me.” She lifts her hips a bit.

  I slide my hand down her hip and between her legs as she spreads them for me. Running my finger up and down her pussy slowly until she’s panting, waiting for me to slide one into her.

  “Slade,” she breathes.

  “You know what I want to hear, Angel.” I lean down kissing her neck and my way up to her ear. “You have to tell me,” I whisper.

  “Please. I need you, Slade,” she breathes, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  I smile against her neck before I proceed to give her exactly what she wants. This wonderful woman has been through hell for me while at the same time she gave me a piece of heaven. I am forever going to give her whatever she wants, and I am going to love to hear her beg for it.

  THE END

  UNFORGETTABLE

  Adjective

  Impossible to forget; very memorable

  PROLOGUE (VEGAS)

  TATE

  As I watched the elevator doors close, shutting out the sound of the slot machines and voices in the casino, I was left in this mirrored cage with the one woman I’ve wanted since the moment I laid eyes on her years ago—but have never touched.

  But that all changed earlier this evening while we were out at the club. Jealousy could be an ugly bitch, and I let her beautiful little dress and sexy heels get to me. She tempted me and pushed me until I could no longer stand on the sidelines. I had pulled her away from dancing with Parker. I took her to the dark hallway that led to the restrooms and had kissed her before I turned around, grabbed a brunette, and walked out. I just left her standing there confused.

  No explanation.

  No remorse.

  But things didn’t work out with the brunette. She had kissed me once we got into the cab and I ended up pushing her away. I got out of the cab and started walking back to the casino. Missy was still on my mind. She was the one who my cock was hard for.

  I had craved that kiss for a long time, and Missy allowed me to take it. I knew it would devastate her when I walked away with my arm around another woman, but it had to be done. She needed to see what a fucking bastard I could be. Actions always spoke louder than words—and I acted the only way I knew how. Too bad the brunette couldn’t keep my attention. And as luck would have it—now I was stuck in the elevator with Missy.

  I exhaled deeply and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ignore the tightness in my jeans as my dick swelled behind my zipper at the thought of that kiss. It felt better than I could have imagined. Her
soft lips and moan had caused me to press myself into her, wanting to feel her body against mine.

  Just being in this confined space with her had me on edge. Her scent—coconuts—was all-consuming. I closed my eyes, reached up and pulled on the collar of my button up shirt, needing some air in my lungs—fresh air.

  I felt the elevator sway, and my eyes popped open. I released a sigh of relief when I realized it was still upright. Just the alcohol, Tate. Calm down.

  Fuck! Why had I drank so much? Oh, right, because she was on my mind. I thought it would help drown the memory of her lips on mine, but it hadn’t.

  Just then the elevator came to a stop. When the door opened, people shuffled out which left us alone. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her shift on her heels as she stared down at the floor. My eyes ran over the little dress she had on tonight—it was a black sequined dress that went all the way up to her neck as if it were a choker. It was sleeveless and barely covered her sex.

  I licked my lips, imagining myself between her legs. You ever seen a girl and desired to see a different side of her? Ever imagined what she would be like behind closed doors?

  Would she be wild for you?

  Would she allow you to have your way with her?

  Would she be the one to give you the ride of your life?

  Missy had always been so shy up until tonight. I was starting to see another side of her—a side that I wanted to explore.

  “Tate?” She broke the silence, getting my attention.