Vulnerable Pieces (Cape Isle, #4): A Cape Isle Novel Page 14

  He changes the angle so that on every inward thrust he bumps against my still sensitive clit.

  “I can feel you getting even tighter and I’m going to come soon.”

  When he sits back again, I can see the sweat rolling down his abs. His thumb finds my clit and he rubs tight circles against it. That’s all it takes to make me go off like a rocket. The visual of his body and the feel of him inside me are too much. I close my eyes, but as soon as I do, he is ordering me to open them again.

  “I need your eyes on me, Jenna.”

  My orgasm seems to go on and on, as his thrusts speed up.

  “Fuck!” he shouts as he spills himself inside me.

  I’m a shaking mess as he rolls off of me and quickly positions me on top of him. He slides back inside me and slowly continues to move in and out. He wraps his arms around me and his mouth finds mine.

  “I’m pretty sure I could spend every second of every day inside of you and never need anything else.”

  I fold my arms across his chest and rest my chin on them as I look up at him.

  “We would need water.”

  He chuckles and runs his hands up and down my back.

  “I love you, Jenna,” he whispers softly.

  “I love you too, Parker.”

  I lower my mouth to his chest and lay gentle kisses across it. I’m so grateful that my life landed me here with this amazing man. I’m even grateful for all of the heartbreak and betrayal that David put me through because it made me recognize true love when I found it. This is what love is suppose to feel like. For once in my life, I feel whole. Parker is like no one else in the world. When I’m with him, it’s like I’m split in half, but in the best way possible. Part of me is on fire, going crazy if I’m not touching him. The other half is calm and peaceful just perfectly content knowing he is the one for me. His presence calms the storm inside of me like no one has ever done before. He didn’t just break down my walls, he blew them up, with no intentions of letting me build them back again. The crazy thing is, I think I’m completely okay with that.

  * * *

  I wake up the next morning and reach for Parker, but his side of the bed is empty. I lift my head and look around the room. It’s a little after seven. Maybe he already went to work and decided to let me sleep in?

  I’m about to get up and start getting ready for my doctor’s appointment, when he comes walking into the room with a coffee mug. He smiles when he sees my eyes open.

  “Good morning, Freckles. I think I finally got it right.”

  He sits down on the side of the bed and holds out the mug to me. I sit up, not bothering to cover my breasts. I know he would just pull the sheet away. I take a sip of the tea and smile. He’s been trying to make this ginger tea for weeks. The poor guy finally got it right now that I’m not getting nauseas anymore.

  I lean forward and lay my lips against his. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”

  I start to sit back, but his hand tangles in my hair and he holds me to him as he slips his tongue inside my mouth. His kiss is soft and sweet and I think to myself that I could wake up every single morning for the rest of my life like this and be a very happy woman.

  “You’re welcome,” he whispers as he pulls back.

  I take another sip of my tea and study his handsome face. He’s smiling at me and those damn dimples are winking at me, making me want to lean forward and kiss them.

  “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you today?” he asks, after a moment of silence.

  I shake my head. “No. It’s just a quick checkup. I was thinking of stopping by the grocery store and picking up something to cook tonight on my way home.”

  He quirks and eyebrow and his smile grows wider. “What’s the special occasion?”

  “I need to start eating better home cooked meals,” I say rubbing my belly.

  His eyes drop to my stomach and his hand covers mine. “I’ll be home early tonight to help you. I want you to call me as soon as the appointment is over, okay?”

  “Yes, sir,” I laugh.

  His eyes get heated and his hand leaves my stomach to take the hot tea from me. He sets it on the bedside table before laying me down and crawling on top of me.

  “I was about to get ready for work, but now I need you to say that while I’m buried deep inside of you, Freckles.”

  The laugh that wants to escape dies in my throat when he slips his hand between my legs and starts stroking me perfectly. If he keeps that up, I’ll do whatever he wants to do in this bed and he damn well knows it.

  * * *

  It’s rare that it rains all day in Cape Isle, but it would be my luck that the one day it does, is the same day I have to drive thirty minutes to the doctor’s office. After Parker brought me to orgasm twice, once with his talented hands and once with his equally talented dick, we both had to rush to get ready. That didn’t stop him from taking the time to make me breakfast, while I applied my make-up.

  It’s no wonder I fell in love with him. He is attentive, caring, and giving. On top of all of that, he also is the hottest man I think I have ever seen.

  The car in front of me hits his breaks, bringing me out of my inner musings, and I honk my horn. It is pouring down rain and I can barely see in front of me and this idiot slams on his breaks. I move to the left lane and pass him, deciding to just stay in the fast lane until I have to get off of the interstate. I’m only about ten minutes from the doctor’s office. My appointment is at ten o’clock and it’s twenty till now, so thankfully I won’t be late.

  I reach down for my bottle of water and the next thing I know something hits the driver side of my car hard. My head snaps to the side and my car starts spinning across the interstate. I don’t have to react before something else hits my passenger side causing my car to start flipping down the embankment. I hear glass breaking and metal crunching before everything fades to black.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Parker

  I LOOK DOWN AT MY watch and see that it’s after lunch time. Surely Jenna isn’t still at the doctor’s office, but I haven’t heard from her yet. Maybe there were a lot of other appointments today and the wait is longer?

  I decide to try her phone. I call twice, but it just keeps ringing with no answer. That’s strange, usually Jenna will at least pick up and tell me that she has to call me back if she’s busy. I try to brush off my concern and get back to work, but I still have this nagging feeling in the back of my head.

  “Sir, you have a call on line one,” my assistant Tammi says, as she walks into my office a few minutes later. I glance up at her, before going back to the word document. “Will you take a message, please? I need to get this done before I leave tonight.”

  She fidgets in the doorway. “I tried, Sir, but they said it was urgent.”

  I sigh and save the file, before sitting back in my chair. When you’re a defense attorney everything is urgent. “Alright.”

  I run my fingers through my hair, before picking up the phone. I watch Tammi as she leaves, shutting the door behind her.

  “Parker Hamilton,” I say in an abrupt tone. I don’t fucking have time to deal with another case right now.

  “Parker?” Why does this man’s voice sound so familiar?

  “This is him.”

  “Parker, it’s Randy Hudson. There has been an accident.” His voice shakes and time seems to stop.

  I stand from my chair. “What? What happened? Where’s Jenna?”

  “I don’t know many details about what happened. The hospital just called us. I know there was a wreck and I know she’s still unconscious. She’s at the Piedmont hospital. Doris and I are four hours away, Parker. I am going to get us there as soon as possible, but I need you to go to my baby. I need you to go right now.” He sounds like he’s crying and it’s taking everything in me not to do the same.

  Oh, Freckles, no.

  “I’ll meet you there.” I hang the phone up and grab my cellphone and keys off of my desk before running thr
ough my office doors.

  “Tammi, call my brother. Tell him that Jenna has been in a wreck. Will you please tell him I need him at the Piedmont Hospital?”

  I hear her gasp, but I’m out of the door and in my car before she can utter a word. I feel like I’m working on auto pilot. My only concern is getting to Jenna as quickly as possible. What if she dies? Oh my God, what if she’s already dead.

  I quickly shake that thought away. There is no way the universe is that cruel. She can’t die.

  The baby. Oh my God, our baby.

  My foot presses down harder on the accelerator. If I get pulled over, they are just going to have to follow me to the hospital.

  The drive only takes me fifteen minutes. I throw my car in park and run through the ER.

  “Jenna Hudson. She was brought here by ambulance,” I say to the receptionist.

  She types a few keys on her computer, before looking back up at me. “And who are you, sir?”

  “I’m her husband,” I growl.

  I don’t care what lies I’ve got to tell, someone is going to get me to my girl.

  She arches an eyebrow like she doesn’t believe me, but opens up the doors anyway.

  “She’s in ICU. You can go to that waiting area and I will let the doctor know you’re here.”

  I quickly walk through the doors and down the narrow hallway. I don’t bother with the waiting area, deciding to go straight to the nurse’s desk.

  “Jenna Hudson was brought in by ambulance. I don’t know how long ago, but I need to see her.”

  The nurses all turn to look at me. “Sir, please have a seat in the waiting area and a doctor will be in to update you shortly.”

  I slam my hand down on the counter causing everyone to jump. “No, you don’t understand. She’s pregnant. Please, I need to see her.”

  She continues to stare at me, so I lower my voice to a whisper. “This woman is my life. Please.”

  Another woman in a white lab coat comes walking towards me. “Jenna Hudson?” she asks.

  I turn to her with pleading eyes. “Yes.”

  Her face is gentle and so is her voice as she asks me to follow her. She walks me over to the side and folds her arms across her chest. “Jenna was brought in a few hours ago. She has sustained multiple injuries, the most concerning one right now is the swelling in her brain. She’s broken her clavicle, her left arm, and several ribs. It’s a miracle that she is still alive. She is in a medically induced coma and will remain that way until we can access all of the damage to her body and continue to monitor the swelling on her brain.”

  I can feel the tears running down my face, as I shake my head. This cannot be happening. I just kissed her goodbye this morning. She was suppose to go to her checkup.

  The baby.

  “She’s pregnant,” I choke out. “Is our baby okay?”

  The doctor lays her hand on my arm and her eyes become even more gentle. I have my answer before she even opens her mouth. I bury my face in my hands and start to cry harder than I have in my entire life.

  “I’m so sorry. We weren’t able to save the baby. There is no heartbeat. It didn’t survive the impact of the crash.”

  This is going to kill Jenna. This is going to absolutely fucking kill her and if she doesn’t wake up, I might as well be dead too.

  I drop to my knees on the cold sterile floor and I curse the universe for being so fucking evil. We were finally fucking happy and now that’s being ripped away.

  * * *

  I’m still sitting in ICU waiting room almost two hours later when my brother, Summer, my mom, and my dad come walking in.

  I glance up at them. I know what I must look like. My dress shirt is untucked and partially unbuttoned, my hair is a mess from me running my hands through it, and my eyes have to be bloodshot from all of the tears I’ve shed.

  My mom is the first one to reach my side. She throws her arms around me and I pat her back, not really having the energy to do anything else.

  “How is she?” she asks, as she pulls back.

  I look over at all of their hopeful faces and shake my head. “She’s not good. The police came in a second ago to give me the report. Someone came across the median and hit her driver side. She spun out of control and hit another car. Her car rolled down that steep embankment on Interstate-5. The car is completely totaled and they had to use the jaws of life to get her out. She has a lot of injuries, but the doctor said the swelling on her brain was what they are most concerned about.”

  All four of them have tears in their eyes as they stare down at me.

  “The baby?” Summer whispers.

  My eyes drop to her stomach, before I look away and shake my head. “The baby didn’t make it.”

  I feel strong arms come around me, before I hear my brothers voice in my ear. “She’s going to be alright.”

  I’m quiet for a long minute as I try to absorb some of my big brother’s strength. “What if she’s not?” I whisper, as I feel another tear roll down my cheek.

  “She has to be.”

  I look over his shoulder and see Lexie, Zack, Katie, and Nick walk in. I don’t have the strength to explain again. I step back away from Grant and slump down in my chair. My parents come sit on either side of me. I watch Grant walk over to the group and quietly explain to them what I just told him. I sit forward and cup my face in my hands. This has got to be a fucking nightmare. I’ll wake up soon, right?

  I hear Lexie crying and Zack trying to comfort her. I can hear Summer’s soft cries and Grants gentle voice. I can feel my parent’s hands on my back, but none of this feels real. I feel numb. I feel like I’m watching my life fall apart and there is nothing I can do to stop it.

  Jenna’s parents show up about thirty minutes later. I explain everything I’ve been told and I watch as they crumble much like I did. My parents introduce themselves and offer a few quiet words, but other than that, this waiting room is completely quiet.

  The same doctor I talked to earlier finally comes back in and I’m on my feet in front of her before she even makes it fully into the room. She asks for me and Jenna’s parents to step out into the hallway with her and the three of us nod.

  “Alright, we are still monitoring the swelling, but it is improving. We plan to keep her in a medically induced coma for at least twenty-four hours. As you know, the baby no longer has a heartbeat. We need to take her into surgery and remove the fetus, but we can’t do that until the swelling of the brain goes down. At this point, it’s just touch and go.”

  I run my hand across my face and look over at Randy and Doris, who are openly crying.

  “When can we see her?” I ask.

  “You can see her now. I’ll have the nurse come get you shortly.” She gives us a small smile before turning and walking away. I’m sure to her this is just her job. She probably sees stuff like this every day, but this is my life. She is holding my life in her hands and I really fucking hope she knows what she’s doing.

  The three of us walk back to the waiting room and relay the message of what the doctor said. It’s not long before the nurse comes to get us and I let Doris and Randy go first. I don’t know how long they are back there. Time seems to cease to exist for me, but eventually they came back out. They both look a mess as they tell us they are going to go get some fresh air. I stand to walk back and I’m surprised to see my dad stand too.

  “I’m not letting you do this alone, son. I don’t have to say a word. I’ll just stand there in case you need me.”

  I nod my head and we both walk down the long corridor to her room. The nurse who is showing us the way turns to look at me. “Please prepare yourself. Ms. Hudson is pretty banged up and I’m sure she doesn’t look the same as she usually does.”

  I nod my head in response, but I already know nothing can prepare me to see the woman I love laying in that hospital bed.

  She opens the door and leads us inside. The room is quiet, except for the beeping of the machines. My eyes find Jenna immediately an
d I suck in a sharp breath at the site of her. She has lacerations all over her face and head. She has tubes and wires running everywhere and her left arm is in a cast.

  She looks nothing like the woman I know, but the worst part is that I know when she wakes up she will not be the same woman either.

  I walk to the side of her bed, pulling the chair as close as to her as I can get it. I gingerly touch her face, before taking her cold hand in mine. I kiss the back of it, before lowering my head to the bed and crying, again.

  “I’m so sorry, Freckles. I’m so fucking sorry. I should have been there. This is all my fault,” I whisper, through my cries.

  I don’t know how we will get through this. I don’t have the slightest fucking clue how she will be when she wakes up. All I know is that our lives just forever changed and it’s completely my fault. I should have been with her. I should have been the one driving that car.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Jenna

  IT’S A STRANGE THING WAKING up and realizing that your life has changed and you have no memory of it. I’m told it took me three days to wake up from a medically induced coma. I have no memory of why I’m here or what happened. The last thing I can remember is being at my parents’ house last weekend.

  When I finally did wake up, I was scared out of my mind. I couldn’t figure out where I was and I couldn’t speak. It’s been two days since I woke up and I still haven’t spoken a word. There is nothing wrong with me, I just have nothing to say.

  The doctor came in and explained my injuries and assured me that the memory loss was normal. I may never remember what happened the day before my wreck or the actual wreck itself. She told me that I lost the baby and I will never forget the look on Parker’s face as he stared down at me. Complete devastation, that’s the only way to describe it. My parents were much of the same. Everyone around me cries constantly, but I can’t shed a tear. I feel numb. My parents and Parker have begged me to talk, but what they don’t understand is that I don’t have a fucking word to say to them. What can I say that will make this better? Nothing, absolutely nothing. My whole body hurts with every movement and I can’t breathe without it feeling like my lungs are on fire.