Surge

We fist bumped.

“Man, I can’t believe you’re going to marry me and Maeve.”

He kept his voice low. “It’s an honor. The biggest one of my life.”

Maeve had already takena quick shower and put on her panties and bra by the time I came back. Per usual, it was black lace everything, and I had to admit, there was a reason this was classic. It never got boring. It always made my dick twitch.

She brushed her hair. “Hey. Where is the coffee from? Peru?”

“Sorry, babe. Koa was up, just having a little chat. I didn’t think you’d be so fast getting out of the shower.”

She swiftly took the mug from my hand. “What can I say? The fresh mountain air excites me. It’s insanely beautiful here. I was thinking we could maybe do something on the water. If we canoe or something like that?”

I knew she mentioned that because she worried I’d get tired hiking. It might have been true. Though right now, I buzzed with excitement, too. After talking to Koa, it felt even more real. Even less like a dream than it had last night.

I was getting married. Fuck. Not only was I going to be a full-blown Mister, it was to this sexy as sin little French-looking mademoiselle…

Her eyes narrowed. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Oh, you know why,” I growled, hooking a finger in the delicate lace that covered her breast. “Death by lingerie…” I bent down, worshipped her chest with kisses and made my way toward that precious nipple… always so responsive.

Ping.

Damn. That wasn’t the ping I was hoping for. My cell.

I didn’t lift my head from her bosom. Instead, I ignored it and cupped her tit in my hand.

“You gonna get that?” she asked.

I took in a mouthful of breast, lace bra and all, and let out a muffled, “No.”

“You should take all your calls…”

“I’ll get to it later…”

I let my hand trail down the length of her feather-soft side and eased it inside her panties. She was moist and warm…

Ping.

Damn. What a buzzkill. I let out a frustrated sigh.

“Check it,” she purred then crawled seductively onto the bed on all fours. “But don’t be long…”

Grabbing my phone, I hardly looked as my only intention was to swipe away the alert, but it alerted me with words that were impossible to miss. CEDERS-SINAI.

“Shit. It’s the hospital.”

“You should probably listen to the message.” She caressed the sheets with both hands. “Don’t worry. I’ll wait for you.”

I bit my lip, winked at her, and lifted my cell to listen to my voicemail.

“Drake, this is Dr. Chidozie. Well, my friend, I am happy to report, we have a match.”