I'll Be Seeing You (26 page)

"Karaoke."

~.~

The next morning, I wake to find it’s still dark outside and my girl warm and snuggled close into my side. It's the best part of my day. I smile to myself recalling Joy getting a little tipsy and after a light round of coercion, I persuaded her to get up on the stage to sing karaoke. She was so damn cute, too. After she sang her first song, Maddie joined her on the stage, and they brought the house down when they sang ‘Love Shack’ by the B52's. Before I knew it, Brian joined them too. I loaded my phone with pictures.

Over the course of the weekend, we watch movies, Joy reads for us, we eat a lot of food, and I make love to my girl whenever we have the opportunity. That, undoubtedly, is my favorite part.

After feeling Joy stir, I pull her into me closer, bringing the blanket up over her shoulder. Sadly, we go home today, and even though I've enjoyed this time with her, I'm looking forward to Thursday. I consider this one step closer to restoring her eyesight.

Feeling my movement, she rolls over onto her back and stretches, and I watch as her perfect naked breasts peek out from under the comforter. My tongue instinctively draws my lower lip between my teeth. I want to touch her, but I don't want to wake her either. My sexy little girl lies there with her arms over her head, not knowing how incredible she looks. I roll onto my side and steady my hand over her breasts, never touching her, just feeling the heat from her body radiate up to the palm of my hand. I get a close look at how utterly perfect her breasts are. Her pale, pink nipples are waiting for my mouth to suckle them. Closing my eyes to the vision of my child getting its nourishment from them, I smile at the thought of Joy and I having a child together some day.

I have to taste them, and my cock reacts to my decision. Lowering my mouth ever so slowly, I lightly graze my tongue over one of the firm mounds. I suck her nipple, teasing the hardened tip with my lips.

"Mm, that feels good, baby," Joy says in a sleepy voice. Her hands lower and her fingers work themselves through my hair.

I scoot myself closer to her and lift her leg over mine, which gives me open access to her naked body. While I feast on her breast, my palm cups her, and my finger slips inside her wetness. I chuckle when she moves her other leg, giving me total permission. Moving myself between her porcelain white thighs, I run my nose along the curve of her neck. Lowering, I kiss the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. As soon as I’m face to face with her center, my lips graze over her. I love the smell of her arousal, and my cock responds.

"Matthew … baby, please, don't tease me," she whimpers. Her hands and fingers are nudging me to get busy.

Taking the tip of my tongue, I gently touch her, teasing the length of her. I chuckle at how she applies more pressure to the top of my head and tugs on my hair.

I return to her entrance, dipping my tongue deeper and taking some of her wetness across her clit, adding a bit more pressure and she arches her back in response. My baby loves my tongue.

Repeating my action several more times, I add more pressure each time I pass over her. She’s dripping and swollen for me now, and I can't take it any longer. I drink her in and run the flat of my tongue over her hardened clit, circling it, applying the perfect amount of pressure. She's ready.

Slowly raising my body over hers, I lower myself onto my elbows and hold her face in my hands, twisting her hair around my fingers.

"I need you wrapped around me, baby." Her legs go around my back and her arms around my shoulders. Teasing her entrance with the tip of my cock, I give her just enough to keep her wanting.

"You feel so good," she says, not moving her hips but allowing me to tease her tight entrance.

"Oh, baby, you have no idea. I want to fuck you so hard right now," I say, wanting to thrust into her. After a while, I can't take it anymore, and I surprise her by thrusting my full length into her.

"Christ, Joy.”

Her body shudders underneath me and it takes everything in me not to pound into her when I withdraw slowly, running her clit along the length of my cock. When she lifts her legs higher across my back, giving me deeper access, I know what my baby wants.

Pushing up onto my hands, I thrust into her hard then take her legs, hold them under her knees and watch as I fuck her, seeing my cock disappear inside her. It's a sight to behold and I slow down to enjoy the view.

"Seeing you stretched around me as I move in and out of you is a beautiful sight, baby. The way your body takes mine inside you is sexy as hell. And the way your wetness glistens along the length of me makes me want to drink you up." I stop and watch as I tease just the head of my cock at her entrance, ever so slowly moving in and out of her. Watching as her body releases then accept me, has me wanting to do this all day.

"Oh, baby, you are so fucking beautiful," I say, lowering down over her again, holding her tight to me as I make love to her with everything I have.

"Oh, God, Matthew … yes, right there," she coos. "God, that feels so good. Don't … stop." Her breathing picks up, meeting me stroke-for-stroke, and I know she's ready. Thank God for that, because I can't last much longer.

"I'm close, baby," I say, spreading my legs for support, because I can't fuck her hard or deep enough to satisfy this need I have for her.

"Matthew?" she cries, feeling her tightening around me; her hands are fisting the sheets.

It's time.

"Come, Joy. Let me feel you come," I say, just as I explode, shooting my release inside her.

She cries my name into my neck, holding me tight to her as I feel her walls tighten and pulsate, milking me. After my last shudder, I fall onto her, stripped of energy.

"Oh, baby." Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her tight, rolling us onto our sides.

"I can feel how much you love me," she says, kissing my neck.

Lord, I hope she remembers this moment on January first.

~.~

I meet Joy at her place at nine o'clock sharp to take her to the clinic. I know she’s dreading this, but as much as I love her, I want her healthy, dammit.

"This way, baby." I wrap my arm around her waist. "Once we take your sample, it will be taken to the lab and will be tested right away. We won't have to wait long. While they’re doing that, I’ll take you to where I will do the procedure on Thursday. Bridget, my Unit Coordinator, will tell you what you need to do to prepare yourself. You’ll need to fast before the procedure, but I have a feeling you know all that," I say, kissing her temple.

"I've scheduled an early morning surgery, so you don't have to go long without eating," I explain to her as I take her down to get her blood drawn.

As we make our way down the hall, I notice that all the nurses, and even some of the doctors, are watching us. Krista had informed me that the gossip mill was on fire about the girl in Dr. Davis's life … my life. I have my hand around her waist and press her into my side protectively.

"They're gossiping about us, Joy," I say, bending down for only her to hear. "They want to know who the girl with the handsome Dr. Davis is." I side-glance her and see that, along with her blush, she has her beautiful smile on her face.

It doesn't take long for the bloodwork. "Let's go to the O.R., and I'll show you around, all right?" I ask, looking down at her. I can see the apprehension on her face, and I try to keep the conversation as upbeat as I can.

"Okay, here we are. There's not much to it. You will be under general anesthesia for this surgery and after you wake, you will spend a few hours in recovery. Afterward, I will drive you to my place where I will take care of you until you are up and about. My guess is you can go home around Monday. What about your job? Are they aware of what's going on?" When she nods, I notice how quiet she is and can see the fear on her face. I pull her in for a hug and wrap my arms around her, holding her head to my chest.

"Don't you worry about a thing. If I had any questions or concerns whatsoever, I wouldn't be doing this. That's a promise. There is nothing to worry about, all right?" I feel her head nod under my hand. "Let's go check your labs," I say, kissing her warm lips.

"I trust you, Matthew," she says, kissing me again.

"Are you sure, Joy? You are being awfully quiet, and if you have any questions, we can talk about them now if you want."

"It's true, I don't want to do this, but I trust that you will remove whatever it is that is making me sick. I just have this aversion to any more surgeries, and I just want to get this over with." She offers a faint smile, and I hold her to me tightly.

"Okay, baby, this will be over before you know it. Let's go check on your results, all right."

"All right," she says, reaching up to kiss me. I can tell she's trying to appease me by lightening her mood, but I know what's going on in that pretty little head of hers … pure apprehension and fear.

"Hello, Dr. Davis," Nurse Murphy says, blocking our path.

"Hello, Ms. Murphy. Is everything going okay here today?" I ask, giving her a knowing grin. I know she wants to meet Joy and be the first to know the details.

"Yes. Well, Mr. Jackson had a rough night last night, but he seems to be doing better today," she says, looking at Joy, then back at me.

"That's good to hear. Keep him hydrated and let me know if there are any other issues. I know he hates to drink water, but make sure he does. If he still refuses, put him on a drip." Her eyes barely leaving Joy’s, I raise my eyebrow. She gives me that look that says 'Introduce me, dipshit.'

"Joy, I would like to introduce you to Ms. Murphy. She's our head nurse in the Neuro Department. She's been staring at you, dying for an introduction, haven't you, Carol?"

I watch her fidget and her cheeks turn brighter than Joy's. "Oh, you, Dr. Davis. Stop teasing me. Hello, Joy, I'm Carol. It's nice to meet you. We've heard a lot about you,” she says, taking Joy's hand and shaking it between both of hers.

"It's nice to meet you, Carol," Joy replies politely.

"Let's get you to the lab," I say, giving Carol a scowl. "Now, you go tell the others that this is Joy Johnson, and she's my girl. That's all you get, all right?" I say, giving just enough information for them to chew on. I'm curious to hear what the gossip will be by the time I return to my office. Krista will have all the details by the time we get there.

Once we reach the lab, the nurse hands me the test results — she's clean and I breathe a sigh of relief.

"We're good to go, Joy. Your results are all negative," I inform her, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. "Okay, now that that's done, I need to make my rounds. Do you want to go to my office and hang out with Krista while I do that and then go to lunch after I'm done?"

"Sounds good. I'm craving Julia's cheeseburger," she giggles. "Is it all right if I invite Laura and Jessie to join us?"

"Sure," I say as I escort her to my office.

Once we get off the elevator on the tenth floor, Krista meets us and she looks very anxious. She looks at me, then to Joy, then back at me, raising her eyebrow in question. I nod my head yes.

"Joy, I would like to introduce you to my right arm, Krista."

"Oh, Joy, it is such a pleasure to meet you. I thought he would never bring you around," she says, excitedly.

"It's good to meet you as well, Krista. Matthew says very nice things about you," Joy responds.

"I suspect it's because of you I've had the endless delivery of Honeysuckle in my home?"

"I'm sure I have no idea what you are talking about," Krista says sarcastically then giggles.

"I'm going down to make my rounds, and then Joy and I are heading out for lunch. Can I leave her here with you until I get back?"

"Absolutely. We'll go to the cafeteria and have a cup of tea. It will get me away from the phones, because there is someone that keeps calling that will not believe me when I say that you aren’t in the office."

My body freezes. My eyes flash to Krista's, and I look down at the large stack of pink message slips she's handing me. When I take them from her, they all say the same thing. "Emma".

"Is it Emma, Matthew?" Joy asks, placing her hand on my bicep.

"Yes. I don't know why she's calling," I say absentmindedly, thumbing through all the messages.

"Maybe you should call her and find out. Clearly, she needs to talk to you. Maybe, if you do that, you’ll put an end to it," Joy says.

"Maybe you're right," I reply, kissing her forehead. "I'll call her back after rounds. I'll be back as soon as I can. Krista, please protect her from the gossips, would you?"

"I'll do my best, but everyone wants to see the woman that stole the elusive Dr. Davis's heart," she says, taking Joy's hand and placing it on her elbow, walking her toward the elevator.

"Come, Joy. Let me tell you all about that scoundrel." Krista glances at me over her shoulder, wiggling her eyebrows at me. I smile at the two of them as they enter the elevator. Slipping into my office to replace my suit coat with my lab coat, I head out to do my rounds. When I return to my office an hour later, the girls aren't back yet, so I take the opportunity to call Emma.

"Mattie, baby, I'm so glad you returned my call," she whines. "I was beginning to give up hope."