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“Looks like I’ve met my match.”
I lose track of how long we sit there together.
Eventually, Lizzie and the baby doze off, but I don’t have the heart to move them. My mind races with thoughts on how to make sure Lizzie and Isaac are well taken care of, but that fades away, and I take my own advice. I’ll worry about all of it later.
Closing my eyes, I tug them closer and enjoy the feeling of them in my arms, knowing that my life has just been turned upside down.
26
DILLAN
It’s insane how everything can flip on its head in just a few weeks.
One minute, I’m assisting Lizzie in delivering her baby, and the next, I discover the child is mine. While the initial shock wore off fairly quickly, it doesn’t alter the reality that everything has changed. I notice a shift in my priorities. Slipping into the role of “Father” is undeniably challenging, and truth be told, I’m not entirely prepared for it. Then again, most men aren’t.
Sure, I know the logistics of caring for a newborn, but beyond that, I’m clueless about where to even begin.
I learn as we go, and after a while, the three of us settle into a steady routine—and, finally, Lizzie gets her phone turned back on. Juggling work, fatherhood, and a relationship is no walk in the park. I understand that for things to work out with my new family, changes are unavoidable.
I drop subtle hints about Lizzie and Isaac moving in with me, but she seems to miss the cues every time. She insists that the help Pippa and Mrs. Loughty give her is invaluable. I have a number of trips and medical seminars lined up, but with the unexpected arrival of our little one, I’m doing my best to shuffle things around. Cancelling some of my engagements isn’t too much of a hassle, but there are a couple that I’m tied to. I have pressing matters awaiting me in Tennessee, and while I would love Lizzie to accompany me, I understand that traveling with a newborn can be challenging. Once the traveling is behind me, I know I won’t need to worry about another trip for a few months and can fully concentrate on matters at home.
Assigning any new patients to my colleagues helps alleviate some of the workload. It has been something I have wanted to do since we became fully staffed, so Isaac’s arrival is the perfect excuse to move forward. The clinic runs like clockwork, and I have the utmost confidence in their abilities to handle things. For a short while, I only see patients who are close to delivering, but once they have, I take much-needed time off to be with my family. There are occasional emergencies that I have to fill in for, but for the most part, I’m there whenever Isaac and Lizzie need me during the day.
The second Lizzie can return to work, she does. I had hoped she would take more time to recover, but she’s determined to move forward now that she’s rented the studio, and it’s in the process of being renovated.
She waitresses mostly nights, so she drops Isaac off at my place for the evening before heading to work.
I once asked her where exactly she works, but she keeps it incredibly vague.
My assumption is that it’s probably a run-down place she feels hesitant to share with me. I don’t want to push her. Sooner or later, she’ll open up to me, or perhaps she’ll simply quit the waitressing job once her studio renovation is finished.
Despite the challenges of adjusting, witnessing Isaac’s growth and transformation week by week brings me immense joy. His once-gray eyes gradually shift to the same shade of blue as mine, while his facial features become more defined. He’s undeniably curious, his wide eyes constantly exploring his surroundings, taking in everything within his sight.
Balancing baby duties, work, and not living together leaves Lizzie and me with scarce alone time. The moments we do manage are often spent catching up on the day’s events or succumbing to exhaustion.
Lizzie wants to take things slow, anyway, so I don’t mind. However, it’s still a challenge.
After desiring her for so long, the proximity is both a tease and a torment. Having her within arm’s reach, yet unable to fully embrace our alone time, is driving me more than a little insane. Granted, we fool around plenty. Actually, the second our son is asleep, we can’t keep our hands off of each other.
Still, I eagerly anticipate the day she’s fully healed.
Motherhood agrees with her, and she looks more beautiful than she ever has. The pregnancy only enhanced the curves I adore, and every time I see her with Isaac, I want to kiss her until neither of us can breathe.
In short, the countdown is on, and I’ve got my eyes on the prize: the imminent return of full-naughty mode.
My alarm goes off, and I reach over to swipe at my phone screen. Lizzie will be over with Isaac in a few minutes, and I’ve taken the opportunity to try to catch up on some sleep.
There’s a knock at the door, so I force myself to roll out of bed, barefoot, bare-chested, just in my jeans.
I was hoping to catch a shower before they arrived, but it seems Lizzie is early.
“Hey, sweetness.” When I let her in, she gives me an apologetic smile. I don’t miss how her gaze roams my naked chest, clearly relishing the view.
“I’m so sorry.” She kisses my lips. “I know I said I’d be here at three, but one of the girls called out, and Marlene asked me to come in early.” She pushes past me before I can say anything and drops Isaac’s car seat and diaper bag on the couch. “I texted you, but you didn’t respond.”
“I was sleeping,” I say through a yawn, running a hand through my disheveled hair. I shuffle over to her and wrap my arms around her waist. “Come here, you.”
I pull her into a hug, and she chuckles, returning the embrace. As soon as I press her closer against my body, my dick stirs. I can’t help myself. Her scent envelops me, and I run my hands up and down her ass before sliding them under her blouse and across her bare stomach, up to her perfectly plump breasts.
