Just as the doctor promised him, he was at the island two hours after the call. When he knocked, Denise received him in the parlor.
“I’m delighted to see you, Dr. Harper.”
“It is good to see you, Mr. Bailey. You look good.”
“Thank you, Doctor, for the compliment. Kindly take your seat.”
“Thank you. So. What is wrong with your wife?”
Denise took time to explain all his observations while the doctor listened attentively. The doctor smiled when he observed that Denise was panicky.
Then, he tapped his shoulder and consoled him, “It is nothing out of the ordinary. So, don’t panic. Can I see her?”
“Thank you, Doctor. Let me get her.”
“It is okay,” Dr. Harper said and rested on the couch.
He walked back to the room and returned with Olivia.
“Good morning, Dr. Harper,” she greeted him.
“Good morning, Mrs. Bailey. How are you?”
“I’m fine, Doctor.”
“I can see. If you don’t mind, please look at me.”
Olivia looked at the doctor and he observed her eyes. He requested a midstream urine specimen on the stick of his pregnancy test kit, which she provided. Then, he checked her vital signs before they settled down to wait for the result of the test. Denise served tea while they waited.
“Mrs. Bailey. You can return to the bedroom if you wish to rest,” the doctor advised Olivia, who seemed to be dozing on the couch.
She looked at her husband, who was sitting beside her, for his approval, and he nodded in the affirmative. Then, he gave her a romantic look and she stood up. He stood up as well and followed her.
“You will be fine, My Angel.”
“Thank you, Hubby.”
“You can take a rest,” he encouraged her.
She nodded while Denise gave her a peck before joining the doctor in the parlor. Soon, the result was out.
At Arthur’s Apartment
After he took her back to her apartment, he returned to his apartment like a military man who just conquered the territories of a stubborn foe. He could not believe that it was real because, a few minutes ago, he was returning to his apartment dejectedly but presently, he was returning a fulfilled man who had kissed the woman he loved unrestrained. He parked his car, got out of it, and walked to his room. Likewise, he took his bath and went to sleep at once.
At Nichole’s Apartment.
A few minutes ago, she walked into her apartment weeping because the man she loved ruined her weekend. Currently, she was walking in like a teenager who was falling in love for the first time. After she took her bath and dressed up for sleep, she called her Prince Charming for a chat, but his phone was still off.
She shrugged her shoulder and muttered, “I bless this day.”
Instantly, she drifted into sleep like a baby.
The Next Day
Arthur dressed in a comfortable polo T-shirt, performance shorts, and a pair of sneakers, which made him look charming. When he walked into Nichole’s apartment, his aura dominated the house.
“Good morning, Mr. Bailey,” the awestruck janitor greeted him.
“Good morning. How are you?”
“I’m fine, Sir.”
The janitor, as well as the other domestic staff members, could not take their eyes off him. He was splendid. A true description of a handsome middle-aged man.
Arthur ignored the stare of the janitor, especially the chef, who was always in the kitchen and sat down. He attempted to call Nichole but to his dismay, he discovered that his phone was still turned off.
‘Wow! I hope she had not attempted to call me?’ he thought.
He called her afterward, she picked up the call at once and greeted him, “Hello, dear. Good morning to you.”
“Good morning, Nichole, I’m in your sitting room.”
“Wow! I will join you soon,” she responded and Arthur cut the call and continued to wait for her.
Soon, she joined him and she was looking more radiant than the previous day. Arthur was dazzled by her beauty and gaped at her in astonishment. She walked up to him, while he stood up to meet her.
“Hi, darling. You look good,” Arthur greeted her and gave her a peck.
Nichole reciprocated and complimented him as well, “Thank you, Dear, for the compliment. You look good, too.”
“Thank you. Shall we leave?”
“Certainly.”
Now, Arthur helped her by holding the briefcase and they walked out of the house. He opened the car and dropped her luggage in the back seat before he opened the passenger’s door for her. She got into the car, and he shut the door before walking to the driver’s side.
“Thank you, Arthur,” she appreciated him after he joined her in the car.
“You’re welcome, My dear,” Arthur responded before pulling her closer and whispered, “You are stunning, Nichole. Let’s take selfies before I ruin your makeup.”
Nichole laughed softly and they posed for a photograph. In the picture, Nichole was resting on his shoulder while he held her closer with his right hand and they were adorable. After the selfies, he kept his phone on the windshield mount holder while Nichole moved closer to his face. He held her two chin and sucked her lower lip before biting it slowly, and they ended up with tongue and mouth kiss which gave them some sexual excitement.
He released her, looked into her eyes, and spoke softly, “You are mine.”
Nichole responded shyly, “Yes. I had always longed to be.”
He kissed her temple and declared, “You have me all to yourself. Let’s go.”
“It is okay, Dear.”
She sat back in her seat while Arthur removed his phone from the windshield mount holder and examined the selfies. Then, he complimented her, “Wow! You looked so heavenly.”
He showed her the pictures and she exclaimed, “That’s my Prince Charming looking radiant.”
Arthur smiled and logged on to the family group platform. Then, Nichole screamed and attempted to stop him from posting the selfies.
“Do you think the children should know anything about us yet?”
He smirked in self-satisfaction and said to himself, ‘If only you knew how you ended up in my room last night.’
He kissed her temple and asked, “Do you think they don’t know?”
“What!”
At that instance, he had posted the picture on the platform and wrote, (Have a nice weekend, family. From Mom and Father.)
He handed the phone over to her to go through his message while he turned on the ignition and drove off. Nichole only saw the selfies of the previous day and the comments from Julie and Freya.
“Look at this. I’m just seeing it.”
She laughed loudly when she saw Julie’s post on her dress to the airport. Arthur laughed, too. He knew her reason for laughing and teased her, “Abducted beggar.”
They laughed happily. Soon, they were at Seven Oaks.
“Here we are, My love,” Arthur announced after he parked his car.
“Thank you for the ride,” she appreciated him and they got out of the car.
He booked the hotel suite afterward. Then, Nichole looked around the suite and commended it, “Wow! It is paradisiacal.”
“I’m happy you like it. Come with me to the bedroom,” he requested and held her with his left hand.
Likewise, he was holding the luggage with his right hand as they walked into the bedroom. It was indeed paradisiacal.
Arthur looked at her to confirm that he made the right booking and inquired, “Do you like it?”
“Yes, Dear,” she responded and hugged him.
Arthur dropped the luggage and reciprocated her hug.