Miles Ever After (Miles High Series)(36)

He leans over and kisses me. “I love you more.”

“In a lot of cases, endo improves with pregnancy. Although it may be a little harder to fall in the beginning.” I take his hand in mine. “We can do it, I know we can. I want to try.”

He exhales heavily.

I smile over at my beautiful husband, so thoughtful and caring. Always putting my needs before his.

“Kate….”

“It’s going to be okay, Elliot.”

His eyes search mine.

“I know you have a feeling that this isn’t going to work out, but I have faith that it will.”

“I can’t watch you suffer, Kate. I won’t let it happen for anything, not even a baby.”

“So….” I think for a moment. “We put a time limit on it. If I haven’t fallen naturally in three months we go down the IVF route.”

He steeples his finger up the side of his face as he listens. “And what then?”

“What do you mean, what then?”

“What’s the time limit for IVF?”

“Well, obviously I’ll fall on IVF.” I smile. “It’s a given.”

“And in the instance that you don’t, what’s the time limit?” he asks.

I smile, I know I’ve nearly got him. “Five years.”

“No, I am not wasting five years trying for a baby. One.”

“One.” I gasp. “One year isn’t long enough to give up trying for a baby, four.”

He shakes his head. “No. Two.”

I smile hopefully. “Three.”

He gives me the best come-fuck-me look of all time. “That’s a lot of head you have to give.”

I giggle. “It is.” I run my hand up his thigh and feel his thick quad muscle. “What do you think?”

He exhales heavily. “I think you could talk me into anything, that’s what I think.”

I smile hopefully. “So can we try?”

His eyes hold mine. “Babe….”

“I’m not going to suffer, I’ll be okay, El. I promise you, and if it gets too much we stop. I’m not a fool.”

“I know how stubborn you are.”

“Can we at least try, it’s going to be fun practicing either way?”

He twists his lips as he tries to hold in his smile. “On the condition that you give you me your word. Three years from this date.”

“Easy.” I smile goofily. “We could have three children in three years from this date.”

He winces as he imagines three crying babies and I laugh out loud, I take his hands in mine. “Let’s go home and fuck.”

He winks. “This I can do.”

“No anal.”

“What?” He frowns.

“We’re trying for a baby, anal is off the table for a while.”

“Not helping the cause, Kate,” he mutters dryly. “Aren’t you supposed to be talking me into this not out of it?”

I stand and pick up my bag. “I already did that, let’s go home.”





Six months later.


Elliot, as serious as all hell, sits at the kitchen table and reads the instructions again.

He holds the needle in his hand as he prepares to give me my first injection. He’s been practicing on oranges all week.

Today is the first day of IVF for us.

“Hurry up about it, just jab it in and get it over with.”

“You are not a cow, Kate; I’m not just jabbing it in.” He frowns as he concentrates on what he’s reading.

I take off my T-shirt and present my stomach to him. “Put it in here.” I point to a patch of skin.

He twists his lips as he looks over my stomach and then gets up and grabs an ice tray from the freezer.

“What’s that for?”

“I don’t want to bruise you.”

“Since when have you cared about bruising me, have you seen your finger marks on my hips?”

He smirks. “That was your husband who did that, he’s a fucking animal. I’m your doctor.”

“Ahh, but I like to fuck my doctor like an animal too.”

“Stop being a pain-in-the-ass patient or I’m going to throw this needle in like a dart.”

I giggle and he puts the needle in position and I turn my head. “Just do it.”

I feel the sting as it slides through my skin and I hold my breath as I feel the liquid go in.

“Done.”

I exhale in relief, Elliot pulls me down onto his lap and we kiss, his lips linger over mine.

We are full of hope and even more in love than ever.

“Here we go, my hot doctor.” I smile against his lips.

His arms tighten around me. “Here we go, my fuckable patient.”





The phone rings and we hold our breath….

It’s been the best month; the hormone injections have turned me into Godzilla but Elliot has been his patient and loving self. Everything is falling into place and I have a good feeling about this. Elliot answers the phone and puts it on speaker.

“Hello, it’s Rosemary from the clinic.”

“Hi, Rosemary.”

“The blood tests are back.”