Breathe Again
Authors: Kamy Chetty
- Breathe Again
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Twelve
- About The Author
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By Kamy Chetty
TO MY READERS:
I am the hopeless romantic who believes there is someone out there for everyone. No matter who you are or how old you may be, everybody needs somebody. No one deserves to be alone. Nick and Skye are two people who have experienced loss in different ways, but deserve a chance to be together.
I fell in love with Nick, like I do with all my characters. But wouldn’t you? If you saw this Marine, who would lay his life down for his country, without hesitation, give his life for the woman he loved, without blinking, but he didn’t think he deserved to be happy or be loved. Wouldn’t you want to fix him?
When Skye, loses her dad she spends a lifetime trying to find that security and love again, not realizing that that holding on too tight can suffocate a relationship.
This story has passion, heat and lots of emotion. After writing it, I didn’t want to let go of these characters because they made me cry, laugh and feel so much love that I thoroughly enjoyed the journey they took.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I want to thank my editor Monica Peters for making this the story it is. You have been so patient and supportive, I cannot thank you enough.
I also want to thank my wonderful husband Nilen for his support and T’heniel and Keaton, my children for their help, I couldn’t have finished this without you all.
I would love to hear from my readers so visit me at my website:
http://www.kamychetty.com/
READER ALERT!:
Their passion and devotion will make you root for them, and their sexual tension will set you ablaze.
“Is it a full moon or blue moon?”
Nick Delaney glanced at Skylar, before staring out the window in confusion. “Can't tell?”
“It's crazy in here tonight. That is the third woman in labor I had to send up to the maternity unit. Stella up there said they might run out of beds. Let’s hope they don’t start delivering babies in the corridor?”
Nick shrugged. “In Somalia, they sometimes had to deliver babies in the street with the sounds of gunfire all around.”
“Killjoy.” Skylar took the kidney-shaped dish with the syringe from him and disposed of it. Her gaze met Nick’s as she let her tongue drag across her lips. “Are you ready for the next patient?”
“What's next?” he asked.
Skylar looked at the list. She’d been married to the man for two years and was used to the strictly business no nonsense routine, but it didn’t stop her from hoping. Everyone at Hawkes Bay Emergency Department had a pool going about when their amicable split was going to get ugly, but so far, no one was winning.
The secret was not to let her soon-to-be-ex-husband know that she was still madly in love with him. It was insanely difficult when she worked in the same department and shared the same house. What she needed was to know
his
secret. How did he get over her, so quickly? Maybe he wasn’t into her in the first place. The shot of disappointment sliced through her like a scalpel. His reaction to her subtle attempt at flirting only confirming her suspicion—that he may never have loved her. With a broken sigh, she watched him.
While
her
heart did somersaults every time he did that almost-smile thing his sexy mouth was so good at doing,
he
went about his merry way, totally unaffected by her. That almost-smile, they could bottle up and sell as a secret weapon. Spies would be surrendering all over the world for the stuff.
“So?” he asked.
“Enemies would fall for sure.” She continued to stare.
“What's next?” His gaze turned confused. She looked at him blankly, tapping the black pen against the clipboard, before realizing she was acting like a teenager having her first crush. Her body reacted accordingly. In fact, her heart did the stop-start thing, and she had weak knees too. She licked her lips and hit the clipboard one last time.
“Er. Let's see. Lady with broken toe?”
His mouth twitched into that almost-smile. “Exciting. Call her in.”
“Nick, this is Mrs. Beardson. She was exercising on one of those roller things, and she happened to hurt her toe. X-ray shows it's fractured.”
Nick looked from Skylar to the morbidly obese woman who was wearing a large orange kimono-style dress.
“When did you do this, Mrs. Beardson?” he asked, totally unaware of the affect he had on Mrs. Beardson, who was fanning herself with her appointment slip and watching him with adoring eyes.
Saying that Nick was drop-dead gorgeous was putting it mildly. The only worrying factor was how unaware Nick was of the effect he had on women. But that was part of his charm. Mrs. Beardson sidled up to him as she told him about her accident. Nick being the man he was, graciously smiled and moved aside.
Skylar gnawed at her lower lip, thinking he sometimes deserved the attention he got and she should leave him to it. She stared at the uncomfortable way he moved—he obviously didn’t care for the advances the older woman was making.
Whoever made Nick was let loose in the candy store. A greedy somebody who wanted a little of everything.
Perfect abs, gorgeous pecs, blow-your-mind perfection when it came to physique, kiss-me-all-day lips— she sighed. It made her wet to think about how much she missed that body. She stifled a groan. This was ridiculous, and she was a professional.
“About a week ago,” Mrs. Beardson said as she scooted closer. “Call me Margie.”
Skylar winced. It was a lost cause if she thought Nick was ever going to learn how to deal with the opposite sex. She watched him shift uncomfortably again, before his gaze scoured the room for hers.
Mrs. Beardson didn’t realize the discomfort she caused Nick. She took a seat but shifted even closer and placed her hand on his. “I was doing the right thing, trying to do my exercises, the doorbell rang.” She paused to take a breath. “The pizza delivery man came to deliver my dinner and as I was getting off my machine, I tripped.”
Skylar’s breath hitched as Nick’s gaze softened, that special way it did. She moved forward, taking Mrs. Beardson hand in hers. “You know that eating pizza would have wiped out all of the exercise you had been doing.”
The older woman gave her an irritated look before shaking her head. “Oh, no, don't worry, Nurse, I have the vegetarian pizza. That's a lot healthier.”
Nick’s gaze went from the patient to Skylar, who knew anything she said about healthy diets would be fighting a losing battle.
He looked at her notes. “Mrs. Beardson, I will make an appointment with one of our nurses and the dietician, so she can go through some things you can do to help get better faster.”
Mrs. Beardson folded her arms. “What about this toe? I need to start exercising again.”
Nick pulled the x-ray forward. “This is a simple fracture. We’ll strap those two toes together. They should heal nicely. Take this medication I’m prescribing for pain. Come in if that doesn’t help.”
“It's broken? Don't I need a cast? My neighbor had a cast when she broke her foot.”
“Your neighbor would have had a different type of fracture. You don't need a cast. You are very lucky, Mrs. Beardson. Having a cast can have its own complications.”
She didn’t look convinced. “Mary down the road broke her leg, and she got a full cast. She won't believe me if I tell her I broke my toe.”
Nick looked down at Mrs. Beardson, who was having difficulty moving out of the chair due to her weight. “Skye, get Mrs. Beardson an appointment with the physiotherapist and get her fitted for a moonboot. That should convince Mary you have a fractured toe.”
Skylar put her hand on the woman's shoulder. “Mrs. Beardson, come with me and we can organize that boot for you. You will be much more comfortable with it on.”
Mrs. Beardson thought about it for a few seconds before nodding. “And it will convince Mary?”
“Off course it will.” Skye escorted the patient out.
A few minutes later when she returned, Nick asked, “Full moon?”
“Yes. It's when all the crazies come out.” Skylar caught Nick’s gaze. That familiar jolt gave her a thrill. Her heart fluttered, like a baby bird taking flight in her chest.
