“Sheila,” he patted the spot next to him, “please come here.” She looked at the broken facial expression of the only man she ever loved, and it broke her heart in two. She slowly walked over to him and sat down. She took his hands in hers and brought them to her lips for a kiss. Sheila sighed deeply before she began, “Baby, we’ve been through this before, I don’t want to take you through this with me, not again. Last time…” “I don’t care about last time,” Miles interrupted, “I only care about being with you for as long as I can.” Sheila looked up at Miles’ pleading face and decided to just let it go at the moment. He was the last person she ever wanted to upset, so she would make sure they ended the night on a pleasant tone. She smiled at him and cupped his face, “Okay, you win. Let’s go out back…” she paused to kiss him, “and look at the stars.” He sighed with relief that she dropped the subject and then smiled as an idea popped in his head. “I’ll go out back on one condition,” he smiled, wrapping his arms around her. “Oh, yea?” she smirked. “Let me guess, it has something to do with me getting in a bikini, right?” she arched her brow while turning to look at him. He shrugged, “Hey, a brotha has to try right?” he kissed her cheek and walked over to the kitchen as she walked to his room. He stood in front of their wine cabinet, trying to decide if he wanted the Sauvignon Blanc or the Vintage Port. “Hey baby,” he yelled down the hallway. “Yes?” she hollered back. “Dry or sweet?” After a few seconds went by, Sheila popped her head out of the room, giving him a knowing look. “Sweet,” she said simply and then disappeared back in the room. Miles grinned and pulled out the never been opened bottle of Vintage along with two wine glasses from the cabinet above. After he poured the two glasses, he made his way to his dimly lit backyard and started the jacuzzi. He eased down into the nice and steamy tub, waiting for Sheila to join him. He still felt a little uneasy about how the night started off, but he was just glad that Sheila dropped the topic. He hoped she would drop it forever, but he knew that was wishful thinking. “Getting started without me, I see,” Sheila stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. Miles completely forgot what he was thinking about as he stood there, staring at the gorgeous woman in front of him that he was blessed to call his. She stood there in a hot pink string bikini that barely covered her rear, daring Miles to take it off. “Are you just going to sit there with your mouth open, or are you going to help me in?” She asked, smiling at him. “Girl, forget this jacuzzi; let’s go back in that kitchen and cook something up,” he said with mischief in his eyes. Sheila swatted him away, playfully, “Nope, you got me back here already, now help me up.” She held out her hand so he could guide her up the steps. Once she was in the jacuzzi, Miles grabbed her around the waist. He held on for dear life and didn’t want to let her go. Sheila just laughed and took a sip from her wine glass. After a while, she grew silent and gazed at the stars. While she stared at them, he gazed at her, fearing they’d never have a moment like this again. CONTRACT Sheila was looking at the scans as if they would magically change the same scans that appeared two years ago. It’s like it instantly brought her back to that fateful day her relationship changed with Miles. October 15,2018 “I don’t understand,” Miles sputtered to the nurses. “She only fainted, I mean, we were working out, and she told me she hadn’t eaten earlier. It’s normal, right? Why are all these tests necessary?” “Sir, I’m going to need you to wait outside. Right now, we need to focus on the patient, one of the nurses will come and get you when we have an update.” Miles was shooed out of the room just 25
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