The Mitchell Family Series BoxSet 1-4.5 (97 page)

The doctor smiled and started shaking his head in disbelief at Ty’s long excuse as to why I should be able to see my babies. “Let me see what I can do.”

Ty stuck his hand across my bed and shook the doctor’s hand. “We’d appreciate that. I mean, I’d hate to have to smuggle them in here under my clothes.”

The doctor froze and just looked at Ty like he was crazy. Maybe he actually thought Ty was serious. At any rate, he walked away shaking his head again.

“I think he believed me.” Ty started laughing as a new nurse approached my bed.

She smiled and handed me a cup full of pills. “You need to take these for the pain. They will probably make you tired.”

I took the pills and handed her back the little cup. “Thanks.”

“If you need anything just hit your button.” She pointed to the red button attached to my bed.

Ty leaned over and grabbed the button. “Push it now.”

I slapped his hand. “Why would I do that?”

“Just for something fun to do. I can’t believe there is no television in this room. What are we supposed to do?”

“You’d rather watch that than talk to me?”

Without asking, he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. “I didn’t say that. I also didn’t want to push my luck. Yesterday I thought I lost you forever, for more reasons than one, I think we have had enough of the serious talk for one night, plus you don’t believe anything I say anyway.”

“I’m going to fall asleep soon.”

He gave me a half smile but looked disappointed. “I know you need your rest, but I like it when you’re awake.”

“Help me scoot over.”

“Why, are you in pain?” He seemed concerned.

“No, I want you to lay with me. I just want to be close to you, like we’re at home and none of this is happening.”

Slowly, I began using my hands to shift my body to the side, but Ty went over to that side and pulled the sheet so I slid without having to move my body. “Thank you, Miranda, even if we’re pretending.”

“For what, pretending what?”

“For loving me even when you should hate me.”

“I will always love you, Ty. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to.”

He climbed in slowly next to me, being super gentle around my body. “Do you want to stop?”

“Loving you? Well, when I saw those pictures and heard what that bitch was saying about you, yes, I really did, but the further I drove away from you and as soon as I got into the accident, you were the only person I wanted by my side.”

He intertwined our fingers together and kissed my cheek. “Don’t ever stop. Please don’t ever leave me.”

Ty being there with me kept my mind off of not being able to see my boys. I knew the family was with them and I appreciate it, but I wanted to be in there. It wasn’t fair that they held my boys before me.

So, not only was I dealing with my husband and his alleged affair, but I was missing out on the first day of my sons lives and I had sixty staples going across my stomach. Thanks to the medication, I wasn’t in any pain physically, but I ached for my babies and everything else that was breaking my heart.

I had Ty, for as long as I wanted him around. A part of me wanted him to suffer for hurting me, but I also couldn’t imagine hurting him the way I hurt. I wanted to doubt his love, instead I found myself wanting to believe him. Aside from this one time, he’d never given me one instance of doubt in our entire relationship.

I was so confused.

Chapter 25

Ty

I should have known that telling my side of the story was just going to upset Miranda. I mean, who would have believed that story? I couldn’t imagine what was going through her head, or how she had enough love for me to want to stay together. I knew that most of the reason was for our children, even though she claimed to still love me.

I had to put my feelings aside and worry about my family. Miranda’s condition was improving, but until she was out of the hospital, I was going to worry. The twins were so little and I guess some people would have been afraid to hold them, but I knew in my heart that we could take care of them and they were strong.

My mother was home every day and she was all ready to babysit whenever Miranda decided to go back to work. I wished she would just stay home, but she liked to get out a few days a week. I enjoyed being able to see her at lunch time on those days so there were positives to her working.

With my wife’s hand laced into mine, I rested my head against hers and let myself rest. Even after the accident and more than a day without a shower, her hair still smelled familiar. Our marriage wasn’t on the best of terms, but in that moment, I felt like it was.

I woke up to my phone vibrating and a very angry nurse looking down at me. I slipped out of bed and stood in front of her.

“Your wife is in no condition to be sharing her space. You could have hurt her worse.”

I stuck my finger in her face. “My wife wanted me to lay with her and after thinking she was dead, I needed to be close to her too. I wouldn’t do anything to harm her.”

She shook her head and put her hands on her hips. “Please put your finger down, Sir. We are breaking the rules letting you stay in here longer than normal visiting hours already, so I appreciate you following at least some of the rules. I came here to check Mrs. Mitchell’s vitals so that we could take her to see her sons.”

I put my hands in my pockets and shut the hell up real fast. Miranda turned her head to face us and I could see that she was smiling. I smiled back at her, feeling my heart race when I thought about her seeing our boys for the first time.

The nurse did what she needed to do and wrote everything down in the chart before releasing the wheels on Miranda’s bed. A male nurse came over and started situating both the bag of blood and fluids so that they could roll beside the bed as they moved her. “Am I going right now?” Miranda pulled her free hand up to mess with her hair. It was silly that she was worried about what she looked like.

“We’re moving you to a private room and then the babies will be brought in there with you.”

I grabbed Miranda’s hand and squeezed it. Her smile filled the room and I was ecstatic for her. “You ready to meet the cutest boys on the planet?”

“Yes.”

“Baby, wait till you see what my awesome sperm created.”

Miranda started laughing at my wise crack, but I caught the nurses rolling their eyes. I hated people with no sense of humor. Maybe they were just pissed cause my sperm was so awesome. I didn’t really give a shit about their opinion anyway.

“You know, I helped create them too,” Miranda added.

I leaned down and stole a kiss, before she could turn away. “I remember every single moment of that process.”

We had to walk really slow since each of us had some kind of object in our hands that was attached somehow to Miranda’s bed or body. By the time we got to the maternity ward, I saw my mom, Conner and his mom standing in the hallway talking to Van and Colt. I lifted my head, since my hands were too full to wave. A cocked eyebrow could be seen from Miranda’s mother. She knew something was going on between us. I was so glad Miranda hadn’t told her the truth.

It wasn’t like I’d gone out and purposely cheated on my wife. Even if she refused to believe me, I never would have done that.

Everyone had to stand outside of the room until we got Miranda situated and then they insisted that she try to eat something before she was overwhelmed with visitors. Once they did come in, the room filled with voices and Miranda seemed to be happy to see everyone. I caught her looking at me a couple of times and I knew it was because she wanted to meet our sons without the commotion of everyone around us.

I knew her mother would be pissed at me, but I cleared my throat loudly so everyone would give me their attention. “Sorry to interrupt, but Miranda has something that she needs to do and it would mean a lot to both of us if you let her have her first minutes with our sons alone.” I saw my mother in law opening her mouth and even my mom looked upset. “Look, you can all come in after a few minutes, but you’ve all had time with them already and she hasn’t.”

Everyone cleared out of the room without much said. I was glad, because I didn’t feel like getting rude with our family. Once everyone walked out into the hallway, Miranda hit her red button and told the nurse she was ready.

When they rolled each of the little plastic beds into our room, Miranda started to cry. She held her hands over her face as I stood by her side. The nurses wheeled them in on either side of her bed and lifted Jake to her first. They were still hooked to a couple tubes, but the nurses had wrapped them up good enough that you couldn’t notice. I got my phone out right away and took a picture of her holding him. She looked terrible and would kill me later for saving the photo, but I loved how happy she was.

I grabbed little Jax and sat on the edge of the bed with her. “Hey guys, this is your mommy. She’s been waiting so long to see you.”

Miranda looked up at me with her soaked face. “Ty, they’re so perfect.”

I leaned down and kissed her head. “We did good didn’t we?”

She opened Jake’s little blanket and looked at his fragile body. “I can’t get over how much they look like you.”

That made my lifetime. I loved my sons, even if they looked nothing like me, but to hear her say that was just unexplainable. “I told you I had super sperm.” I leaned down and sat Jax next to his brother, between Miranda’s legs. I could tell from the way she was sitting that it wasn’t the most comfortable position for her. “You okay? You want to adjust?”

She shook her head and stared at the boys. “I’m fine. I just want to be close to them. I wanted to see them so much, Ty. I can’t believe they are both okay. I thought they didn’t make it. It was horrible.”

I crouched down beside her bed and rubbed her cheek with the back of my hand. “I felt the same way when I thought I lost you.”

She really started to cry as she looked down again at our twins. “I just want to be a family, Ty. I want to go home and be happy.”

Before I could answer someone knocked on the door. I was ready to get pissed until my dad came in holding Izzy’s hand. “Somebody wants to see her mommy.”

Miranda looked toward the door and saw our very frightened little girl slowly approaching. My dad waved and walked out to give us some alone time. “Bella.”

“Hi, Mommy.”

“Iz, come on over here with Daddy so you can be close to the boys and Mommy.” She came running over to where I sat and I pulled our chair close to the bed. I let her stand on my lap so she could lean over and kiss her mother. Miranda started crying worse. “Baby, everything’s going to be okay, I promise.”

She shook her head and looked down at the babies. “What do you think of your brothers?”

Izzy reached out and touched Jax on the cheek. “They’re real little, but Daddy says that they will grow fast. Mimi says that I can help her change their diapers and she says they look like Daddy when he was a baby, but Grandma says that they look like Mommy too.”

Miranda giggled. “Well, who do you think they look like?”

Izzy leaned over and looked at her brothers. She shrugged, “They just look like babies to me.”

I started laughing. “Yeah, they do.”

Our quiet time was cut way too short when the family began taking turns peeking through the door. I turned to Miranda and she shook her head. “You know they are just going to keep doing it.”

I reluctantly waved for them to come into the room. “Here comes the party.”

Party was an understatement. The room filled with so many ‘ooohs’ and ‘ahhhs’, that I instantly got a headache. Since the boys were still hooked up to a tiny machine, they couldn’t just be passed around. Cameras flashed from every direction and after at least thirty minutes of chaos, I walked out of the room to get some air. Conner followed behind me.

“You doin’ alright, Bro?”

I ran my hands over my face. “I don’t know my ass from my face right now. I mean, I know she isn’t leaving me, but she’s never going to be able to look past it. I told her everything.”

He looked shocked. “Really? How did she take it?”

“Due to the fact that she is hooked up to all kinds of shit, I still have my balls. She thought I was lying to make her forgive me. She said my story was too easy.”

Conner chuckled as he leaned against the wall. “Well, it does make things seem a lot less scandalous. Listen, I meant what I said about helpin’ you. I have a plan, but it’s goin’ to take some time to work out. You need to get her home and keep her content until I can get you the proof you need.”

“How the hell are you going to do that? You going to sleep with the devil?”

Conner put his head down and said nothing. I stood in front of him. “Dude, you don’t want to do that. She’s a crazy whore who will become obsessed with you. I know it will take a while, but I will get Miranda to forgive me. You don’t have to throw yourself in front of the bus for me. I can’t believe you’d do that in the first place.”

He looked up at me and seemed genuinely mad. “Listen, you need to understand that Miranda is my sister and it is my job to protect her. I stood over our Daddy’s grave and promised him that I would take care of her. What I’m doin’ ain’t a big deal. It’s just pussy. I’m not attached to anyone and if a few nights with a good lookin’ blonde saves my sisters marriage than it’s a risk I’m willin’ to take.”

“So, are you just going to knock on her door and get it on? I have to admit that even Heather isn’t that desperate.”

Conner laughed. “Ty, don’t doubt my ability to get pussy. I’ve never had a problem in that department and you know it. Anyway, I know people and they know Heather. In fact, last night once I knew Miranda was okay, I went out and purposely ran into her. She thinks I just moved into town and I need someone to show me around. It won’t take long to have her eating out of my hand.”

“Or sucking your dick.”

“Maybe.”

We both started laughing. “I admire your determination. I mean, it takes a shallow prick to take one for the team like you’re doing. She’s an awful bitch, Dude.”

“Call me whatever you want now, but when I save your marriage your ass owes me big. I can deal with the girl, it ain’t nothin’ I haven’t dealt with before.” Conner cocked his eyebrow and let out an air filled sigh.

“So are you just going to ask her for the truth while you have her bent over?” I hated that I was picturing it in my head. Not in an erotic way of course, but it was still disturbing either way.

“Fuck you, Ty. I ain’t an idiot. If you must know, I planned on showing her a good time and gettin’ in her good graces so that she tells me about her past lovers. Like I said, it’s goin’ to take me a while to get it all worked out.”

I held my hands up in the air. “I don’t care what you do. Just let me know when you find out anything we can use against her. I want to nail that bitch to the wall.”

“Will do, Brother.” He shook my hand before I walked back into the hospital room.

Colt and Van left that night, on account of them needing to get back to the kids, while Karen, my mother in law, along with Conner and my parents stayed for two more days. Harvey couldn’t run all the new duties at the farm so Conner and my dad left the following day. With just our mothers lingering around, we didn’t have much alone time, but they did help with Izzy.

After the fourth day, Miranda was able to finally start breastfeeding. Her poor tits burned and were engorged with milk. In fact, the first time she tried to feed Jake the milk filled his mouth faster than he could swallow it and he started to choke. The nurses came right in and made her pump both sides a couple of times to relieve some of the built up pressure.

I couldn’t help but watch when she’d whip out her giant melons in front of me. “If they weren’t my boys, I would be so jealous right now.”

“Ty, don’t turn somethin’ natural into somethin’ perverted,” Miranda growled. Every day she was getting stronger, as were our boys.

“Sorry, it’s just that they are mine and I don’t like sharing, especially when they are so gigantic and make my mouth water.”

“Until you taste the milk. Do I need to remind you about the last time you tried it?”

I had Jake in my arms, but I leaned down and put my lips against her ear anyway. “I bet yours tastes better than the milk that’s left in the bowl of my sugar smacks.” Okay, maybe comparing breast milk to cereal milk was wrong, but I couldn’t help be curious.

“Don’t do that, Ty.”

“Do what?” I was being myself.

“Don’t pretend like nothing happened. I’m not ready to joke around like that, Ty. Can’t you just be happy being with me for right now?”

I pulled away from her and looked into her eyes. “Anything you want, baby.” It hurt me so much.