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hard this is on you and it’s breaking my heart. I feel so helpless because I can’t do anything for you.” He cups my cheek in his hand. “Maybe we should take this slow. I’ve already been introduced to Matt tonight. Are you sure you’re ready to introduce me to Katelin? You could introduce me over the next couple of weeks, share more photos and stories about them. How does that sound?”
“I’m sure.” I nod, unable to speak for fear of losing control. I’m in awe of the amazing man who has just been introduced to my deceased family for the first time.
Tyler picks me up and cuddles me on his lap. The closeness and security of his arms are all it takes for the flood gates to open. I feel like all I’ve done lately is cry. My therapist said this could happen during the more stressful times in my life and that it’s healthy to cry and let the stress out, but I need to remember that it’s not healthy to let it consume me. Sometimes it’s hard to come back from the pain and depression.
Right on cue my fluffy protector comes running in, quickly climbing up my chest to lick at my tears. “He seems very in-tune to your feelings. It’s funny how he’s always close by when you’re upset.”
“He should be. He’s had to put up with it for almost four years, and believe me, the first couple of years was not pretty. In all honestly, I don’t think I would be here today if it weren’t for him. Charlie saved me.”
The sorrow is thick across his darkened eyes as he lovingly rubs my fluffy man’s head. “Thank you, Charlie. I can’t image my life without her.”
I pick up the album and I open it to the last page.
Katelin’s page.
The picture is of Katelin in her sailor dress with hot-pink toenails. I was painting my toes one night when she asked, “Mama, taylin toe?” and pointed at her tiny feet. I sat her up on the sofa beside me and proceeded to paint her tiny toes hot pink.
She was absolutely beautiful with her dark curls and sparkling eyes, but I will never forget her beautiful little round chubby cheeks. She looked like a little cherub.
My little cherub.
Forever.
“Tyler, I would like you to meet my daughter…Katelin.”
A single tear escapes his eye and slowly rolls down his cheek.
My heart shatters into a thousand pieces.
“It’s very nice to meet you, Katelin…God, Brooke…she was beautiful. She looked just like you.”
I nod and wipe the tear from his cheek. “I miss her. I can’t even put it into words.” I take his face in my hands and gently kiss his lips, the salty taste of our tears lingering on our lips. Slowly, I pull away as we both gaze into one another’s eyes.
“Thank you,” I say.
“No, thank you for trusting me enough to let me in. I can’t even begin to imagine how hard this was for you.” He pulls me tight against him and I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck. “I need to go to work tomorrow, but I’m going in a little later. I plan on staying here with you in my arms again tonight…if it’s all right with you.”
I want nothing more than to feel safe and cherished in his arms. “I would really like that,” I whisper.
After shutting everything down, I change into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top and climb into bed. I don’t own any appropriate sleepwear other than bootie shorts and tank tops, and I’m not sure I’m ready for Tyler to see me in bootie shorts yet.
He sits down on the edge of the bed and removes his shirt and pants, leaving him in nothing but his black boxer briefs. I can’t help but stare at the fine lines of his body. He isn’t chiseled like some kind of statue. No, he’s just…
Perfect.
His toned legs look incredibly sexy in his boxer briefs, and I can’t help myself from slowly looking him up and down. It’s been a long time since I was turned on by someone other than one of my book boyfriends.
Witnessing my perusal of his body, he smiles. “I hope these are okay?” he asks, motioning to his boxers. “I
“I’m sure.” I nod, unable to speak for fear of losing control. I’m in awe of the amazing man who has just been introduced to my deceased family for the first time.
Tyler picks me up and cuddles me on his lap. The closeness and security of his arms are all it takes for the flood gates to open. I feel like all I’ve done lately is cry. My therapist said this could happen during the more stressful times in my life and that it’s healthy to cry and let the stress out, but I need to remember that it’s not healthy to let it consume me. Sometimes it’s hard to come back from the pain and depression.
Right on cue my fluffy protector comes running in, quickly climbing up my chest to lick at my tears. “He seems very in-tune to your feelings. It’s funny how he’s always close by when you’re upset.”
“He should be. He’s had to put up with it for almost four years, and believe me, the first couple of years was not pretty. In all honestly, I don’t think I would be here today if it weren’t for him. Charlie saved me.”
The sorrow is thick across his darkened eyes as he lovingly rubs my fluffy man’s head. “Thank you, Charlie. I can’t image my life without her.”
I pick up the album and I open it to the last page.
Katelin’s page.
The picture is of Katelin in her sailor dress with hot-pink toenails. I was painting my toes one night when she asked, “Mama, taylin toe?” and pointed at her tiny feet. I sat her up on the sofa beside me and proceeded to paint her tiny toes hot pink.
She was absolutely beautiful with her dark curls and sparkling eyes, but I will never forget her beautiful little round chubby cheeks. She looked like a little cherub.
My little cherub.
Forever.
“Tyler, I would like you to meet my daughter…Katelin.”
A single tear escapes his eye and slowly rolls down his cheek.
My heart shatters into a thousand pieces.
“It’s very nice to meet you, Katelin…God, Brooke…she was beautiful. She looked just like you.”
I nod and wipe the tear from his cheek. “I miss her. I can’t even put it into words.” I take his face in my hands and gently kiss his lips, the salty taste of our tears lingering on our lips. Slowly, I pull away as we both gaze into one another’s eyes.
“Thank you,” I say.
“No, thank you for trusting me enough to let me in. I can’t even begin to imagine how hard this was for you.” He pulls me tight against him and I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck. “I need to go to work tomorrow, but I’m going in a little later. I plan on staying here with you in my arms again tonight…if it’s all right with you.”
I want nothing more than to feel safe and cherished in his arms. “I would really like that,” I whisper.
After shutting everything down, I change into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top and climb into bed. I don’t own any appropriate sleepwear other than bootie shorts and tank tops, and I’m not sure I’m ready for Tyler to see me in bootie shorts yet.
He sits down on the edge of the bed and removes his shirt and pants, leaving him in nothing but his black boxer briefs. I can’t help but stare at the fine lines of his body. He isn’t chiseled like some kind of statue. No, he’s just…
Perfect.
His toned legs look incredibly sexy in his boxer briefs, and I can’t help myself from slowly looking him up and down. It’s been a long time since I was turned on by someone other than one of my book boyfriends.
Witnessing my perusal of his body, he smiles. “I hope these are okay?” he asks, motioning to his boxers. “I
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