by Cindy Wilder
The three of us were talking about looking for a place. Rosie said she would stay while I found a place, got everything set up, and got my stuff moved there. She volunteered to watch the baby or the big one while I got everything settled. We were laughing like crazy when someone knocked on the door. I took a huge breath in.
"You ready?" Kyle asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I said, as I let the air out of my lungs.
I walked over and opened the door to see my dad on the other side. Of course he was alone. That bitch should have been there for her son, but she probably had something better to do. He wrapped me in a huge hug.
"I can't believe you're here. I've missed you so much," he said.
"I've missed you too."
"How is he?" he asked.
"The same as always," I said. "We have something to tell you, dad."
"What is it?" he asked.
"I love your daughter," Kyle said before I could speak. "I'm going to marry her and be with her until the day I die."
My dad looked down at me with a confused look on his face and I nodded.
"That's not all," I said.
I took my dad's hand and walked him into the room. The moment his eyes connected with the baby, I felt his hand squeeze mine tight.
"There's someone we want you to meet. This is your grandson, dad. His name is Kyle."
"How?" was all he said. "When? How did I not know about this? I don't get it."
My dad looked at Kyle.
"You were with Carrie," he growled.
I felt so bad for keeping the baby from him. He would have been there for me. The hurt look on his face said it all. I thought he was going to snap when he growled at Kyle. I knew I had to explain quickly.
"We've been talking since Kyle left for the service. When he came home and helped me find an apartment, we had a moment. The night he called to tell you he was being depolyed, I heard the entire conversation. I had to see him before he left. When I went to see him was when I got pregnant. I had no idea. I found out when I was more than two months along. I had already moved and was getting ready to start my new job."
"You did it alone," he said. "I would have been there for you. You shouldn't have been by yourself."
I looked over at Rosie and she nodded.
"I wasn't alone," I said. "Rosie was the only one that knew. She was with me when he was born. I kept a journal of everything in the pregnancy so Kyle could see it later."
"Rosie was there?" he asked.
I nodded, and he looked over at her.
"Thank you," he said. "I can't believe you kept it from me."
"It's not her fault. She was stuck in an awkward situation. Kyle didn't even know. I wanted him to be the first to find out."
"Kyle didn't know," my dad snapped. "Carrie."
"I had good reasons, dad," I said. "He needed to get home safe. I didn't want him worrying about the baby."
My dad looked at the baby again.
"I'm a grandpa," he said. "I can't believe it. Can I hold him?"
Kyle reached up to hand my dad the baby.
"I'm going to move here," I said.
My dad looked over at me with a stern look.
"Hear me out," I said before he could speak. "Kyle needs to be here for therapy and doctor's appointments. I don't want him in a facility. He'll be with me. I'll be the one to take care of him. I want to get a place here until he can go back home. I need Rosie here with me for a bit. Would that be okay? I'll need to find a place, move my stuff, visit Kyle, and take him back and forth. She said she would watch our little man for us."
My dad looked down at Kyle.
"I'm sorry," he said. "We weren't trying to fall in love. It just happened. I love Carrie so damn much. I've been in love with her for a long time."
"What exactly are we dealing with here?" my dad asked, as he motioned to Kyle in the bed.
Leave it to my dad to move straight into fix it mode. He didn't realize that he couldn't fix everything. Some things were out of our control.
"I lost a leg," he said, as my dad let out a deep breath. "I've been in a funk and depressed. There are several things messing with my head at the moment. Carrie burst into my room and refused to leave. Today is the first time I've even thought about walking. She has a way of pulling me back to reality. It's going to be a process. I have to learn to do things without the leg and learn to use the new leg."
I could tell my dad was getting emotional and saw his arms hold the baby a little tighter.
"We'll get a house. You'll need special stuff installed for now. If Rosie's going to be with you, you'll need at least three bedrooms. Make that four. I will be visiting my grandson. He'll need a yard to play in. Carrie will need to quit her job."
"I'll find something here," I cut in.
"No," my dad said. "You will be very busy between visiting Kyle, driving him to appointments, and taking care of what he needs. I don't want your spare time to be at work. You need to be with your son. Rosie will be there to help you, but she won't be the one to raise your son like she did you. That's your job. I want you to be able to concentrate on your family. Before you say anything about school, you need to take some time off. Once Kyle is home and you have a schedule, then you can go back to school."
"I don't want you paying my way through life," I said. "You know how I feel about that."
"I'm not," he said. "I owe you so much more than I could ever give you, Carrie. I love you so much. Once Kyle's back to normal, you can come back home and work with me. It's not about you counting on me. It's about you taking care of your family. You can go back next semester and finish school while you're here. By the time you come home, you'll have your degree. Your whole goal is to own your own company. When you come back, you'll have that. I'm signing part of the business over to you."
I was as surprised as everyone else in the room. My dad held the baby, Rosie sat next to the bed, and I sat with Kyle. He wrapped his arms around me and held me while we all talked until visiting hours were over. I showed them all my weekly pregnancy pictures, the ones Rosie took at hospital, and all of the ones I took after. Kyle only had the hospital phone, so Rosie left him hers. We had mine with us. That way we could communicate with him. I promised to be there as much as possible, and he promised to get his ass moving so he could come home. When I left for the night, I left the journal I had made with him. He said he wanted to read every single page while we were gone. Kyle kissed the baby and told him how much he loved him. When I bent down to kiss him, he grabbed the sides of my face in his hands and looked into my eyes.
"I love you so much, sweetheart," he said. "Thank you for not giving up on me. I miss you already."
The next month flew by. It was crazy. I visited Kyle every day with the baby. He fed him, changed him, and played with him. My dad looked for houses for us and sent us pictures. We narrowed it down to two, and my dad came to take me to look at them. I was happy he was there with me. It was time to admit that I needed help if I wanted to make a life for my family. One was much better for what we would need for Kyle, so it was an easy decision. He took care of everything with the purchase of it. I told him we should rent it, but he said that wasn't an option. He wanted us to have a place for as long as we needed.
I talked to my dad about Kyle's mom and why she hadn't come yet. He shook his head and said he didn't want to talk about it. I let him know that I would never forgive her for abandoning her son. Kyle never even mentioned or asked about her. It made me so happy Kyle had my dad and Rosie in his life. We really were very lucky to have them. I had no idea where either of us would have been without them.
I went back to my apartment once to direct the moving company and pack up some of our stuff. My dad had everything moved and made sure it was all sent. He took care of making sure it was empty and ended my lease.
Once all of my stuff arrived, Rosie helped me unpack all of our things. We used the furniture I had at the apartment. Our new house had four bedrooms. The baby ha
d his own, which was hard for me at first. I knew it would be better once Kyle was home. The monitor became my new best friend. I listened close and checked on the little guy a million times each night.
A company came in to set up everything we needed for Kyle to be able to come home. I don't know what we would have done without my dad. It was shocking how expensive things were. I looked around at everything and wondered how people without my dad did it. It made me realize just how much need there was for help. The men and women that fought and put their lives on the line for our freedom deserved to have everything they needed for recovery. I knew once we were back home, I was going to do something. I just had to figure out what it was.
Kyle worked hard every day. I could tell he wanted out of there. It was a beautiful thing to see. The nurses were all happy with his change in attitude. He still needed therapy, but he was able to walk on his new leg. I was impressed with the progress he was making.
I couldn't wait to get him home with us. The back and forth was taking its toll on me and the baby. Rosie was keeping up the house and holding us all together. I don't know what I would have done without her. It was harder than I thought it would be.
It was finally time to bring him home. I don't think any of us could wait another minute. He was excited at the thought of a comfortable bed, and I was excited about having him next to me. We had kissed and hugged and cuddled together in his bed, but it wasn't the same. I knew I was going to cherish every moment with him forever. He was alive, and I loved him so much.
I walked into that hospital with my arms full. As I approached the nurse's station, they all laughed. I really had grown close to each of them in that month. They all worked so hard each day. Some days they were all stressed and running around. I felt bad for them. They really were unappreciated. I had snacks, drinks, and food for them. Then I gave them each a card with a gift in it. The nurses who weren't there would get them later when they came in.
"I know he wasn't easy to deal with at first, but I'm hoping it got better," I said with a smile. "I am so thankful for every single one of you that has been here and pushed him along the way. Thank you for dealing with baby tears as well. I will miss every single one of you. I have to admit, I am so damn excited to get him home."
They all hugged me and let me know I could visit anytime. We got him ready and were on our way. It had been a long while since he had left the hospital property. There were a few times we went outside, but that wasn't often. He hugged each nurse and apologized for being so stubborn. They told him he needed to hold onto me. He guaranteed them each an invitation to the wedding.
When I pulled up in the driveway, he laughed when he saw the porch swing I had installed. As soon as the front door opened, I saw the smile on his face when the aroma of spaghetti filled the air.
"You have no idea how good that smells," he said with a sigh.
Rosie made cheesecake to go along with it. We all had dinner together. There wasn't a face without a smile. We were so happy to have him home. It was the best feeling in the world. When the baby got up from his nap, Kyle played with him on the floor. I took so many pictures of them. It was beautiful. He was so happy to have his son with him. I knew it was hard each night when we left him at the hospital. We didn't have to do that anymore. I sat down with them. Rosie even joined in. We were all where we belonged.
The rest of the day flew by. Kyle wanted to put the baby to bed with me. I rocked him in the chair and read him a story. We both stood above his crib and watched as he fell asleep. Kyle's arm was around me, and I was snuggled into his chest with my arms wrapped around him.
"This is the best feeling in the world," I said.
He kissed the top of my head and pulled me closer.
"I've got the two guys I love more than anything right here with me. It honestly feels amazing."
We watched him sleep for a few more minutes. Rosie was already in her room for the night. I was so glad her room was on the opposite side of the house. There was only place I wanted to be, and that was in my bed with my love. I helped him with everything he needed to get into bed and then headed back out to the living room.
Rosie had picked up all of the toys and everything else. She had the food put away and dishes done. I appreciated her help more than she would ever know. As I walked around to check the doors and lights, I thought about how amazing my life was.
When I finally crawled in bed, Kyle looked over at me. I was so tired already.
"I never realized how amazing a real bed felt. It is something I will never take for granted again," he said, as he pulled me closer.
I wrapped my arm over him and ran my fingers along his chest.
"I just want to enjoy touching you," I said. "The thought of sleeping next to you sends goosebumps all over my skin. I've waited so damn long to be with you again. Being in the hospital and not being able to appreciate you has been so hard for me."
My fingers traveled across his abs. They were so chiseled.
"I can't believe you're even more muscular than you were before. You have no idea how good it feels to touch you."
His head was back and his eyes were closed. The cutest smile spread across his lips. My hand moved down, and I jumped and jerked my hand back. He burst into laughter. I knew he had flannel pants on when he got under the covers. Somehow he had shed them. That was what that cute smile had been about. He was waiting for me to notice. I ran my fingers down his hip, back up his thigh, and between his legs. Gently, I let my fingers caress his balls. His thighs tightened and I smiled. I made sure to touch every spot but the one he wanted. When his cock came to life under the sheet, I couldn't hold back anymore. My hand wrapped around his shaft and I began to stroke him. When I tightened my grip on him, he moaned into the air. His eyes were still closed. I loved watching his body twitch and his tongue lick across his lips. It felt so good to touch him.
He reached over and grabbed the back of my head. I squeezed his shaft, and he pulled my head closer as he slammed his mouth to mine to kiss me. His tongue thrust between my lips hard and found mine. There was nothing sweet in that moment. It was filled with need. He was claiming me as his, and I melted into him. His tongue caressed mine like never before. We kissed at the hospital, but that kiss was so different. I continued stroking him. He was so damn hard, and I needed to taste him. When I pulled back from his kiss, I heard him groan.
"I need to taste you, Kyle. I can't wait another second. You have no idea how long I've waited to do this."
I pulled back the covers slowly and placed tiny kisses down his body. He looked so sexy. I could have worshiped him for hours but couldn't wait to have his taste on my tongue. When I got to his waist, I pulled the covers the rest of the way down and he sprang free. I had never wanted anything as badly as I wanted him in my mouth right then. My tongue started at his base and slowly licked all the way up his cock to his tip. When my tongue swirled around the juice that had escaped him, he moaned. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the head. Slowly, I slid him into my mouth. I felt his legs clench and knew he needed more. When I slid all the way down his cock and he hit the back of my throat, he growled from deep in his chest and grabbed the back of my head. I began to take him out and back into my mouth. He held my head to guide me up and down. When he picked up the pace, I sucked him hard.
"Fuck," he moaned. "So fucking good, baby."
I sucked him even harder and took him deep into my throat.
"Up here," he demanded.
I didn't move and continued pleasuring him.
"If you don't get up here right now, I'm going to fill that sexy mouth with cum," he warned.
I looked up at him. Our eyes were connected. No words needed to be said. I watched him as I took him as deep as I could. He held the back of my head tight as his hips rocked in rhythm with my mouth. His muscles were tight, and I knew it wasn't going to be long. He began to thrust forward a little faster. My lips were stretched around him, and he was filling my mouth. He looked into my
eyes as he held my head and fucked my mouth.
"Suck it, baby," he moaned. "Suck my cock hard."
I sucked hard, and he stilled as he filled my throat with bursts of him. I swallowed everything he gave me and licked him clean as I pulled him from my mouth. He let out a long breath. His heart was racing, and I watched him as his breathing slowly returned to normal.
"Naked," he commanded.
I didn't move.
"Naked, princess," he said in a rough voice that sent tingles down my spine. "It has been far to long since I've seen you."
I stood up and slowly removed my nightgown, stopping just above my panties when I heard him hiss. I moved it up inch by inch.
"I'm going to spank that ass," he growled. "Take it off."
When I pulled it over my head quickly, he groaned. I slid my hands down my breasts to my stomach. My fingers went beneath the waist on my panties and I turned around. I moved them down and bent forward to slide them down and off my legs. He reached forward and I felt the sting just as I heard the smack. My body jerked. I stood up and turned to face him. There was so much want and need in his eyes, and it made me feel so good to see his reaction to my body. That was a look I never wanted to leave him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto the bed. His arm was around my back, and he pulled me closer to him. My fingers began drawing little circles over his chest, as I leaned into him. Feeling his bare skin against mine felt like heaven. I think we were both soaking up the feeling. Neither of us spoke. We just leaned against each other.
Without a word, he flipped me onto my back and was hovering over me. His lips hit mine with urgency. I knew I would always give him everything he wanted. His hand wrapped in my hair, and he pulled. My neck opened to him, and his lips were there. He sucked and licked down my neck. When he pulled my nipple into his mouth, my back arched and I moaned in pure pleasure. He pulled it through his teeth before moving to the other side. The sting left from his teeth made me shiver. He moved down my body with a trail of kisses. When his tongue connected with my soaked pussy, I cried out and my legs shook. His eyes connected with mine as he took my clit between his teeth and pulled. My hand was in his hair and my body was moving beneath him. I had my other hand gripping the sheet.
