Because it’s true. My man makes this possible. Not only is he a doting father, but he’s also a provider. He’s the one who hired four nannies for our family, plus a chef, a maid and a chauffeur. He’s the one who bought the big house in Westchester so that we could fit comfortably with seven kid-sized beds and three cribs. With me pregnant non-stop, I couldn’t do much except point to this and that and nod. It was Mace who saw to all the details, making sure that everything was delivered and set-up perfectly. He was the one who researched the town, the schools, and the community as we created a nest for our growing family.
Because believe it or not, I’m still a working woman, despite cutting down on my hours. Now, I go in to the office once a week to see patients. Any more than that would be impossible. Even with all the help, the kids still need me and our household is chaotic and full to the brim to say the least. But Fridays are my “professional time” where I become Melissa Carter, MD once more. Hopping a train to the city, I show up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to work. Leonie always looks at me with a wry smile.
“You got your wish, didn’t you?” she says ruefully. “I should never have doubted Fabio and those romance novels.”
“I got my wish,” I say with a blush to my cheeks. “And no, I’m not pregnant again,” I reassure her when her gaze goes to my burgeoning belly. “It’s just leftover baby fat.”
Leonie rolls her eyes drolly.
“Well, I’m happy for you, Melly,” she confides. “It’s good to see that a woman can balance motherhood and work, especially with ten rugrats underfoot. You’re a success story for sure.”
I smile.
“And don’t forget a husband on top of the pile!” is my playful interjection. “Because Mace needs attention too.”
And it’s true. Even after fifteen years of wedded bliss, we still have the hots for one another. My man is mouthwateringly handsome, a generous provider, and still horny for me even though I’ve put on thirty pounds. Sure, we started out as a doctor and a patient when I did that first prostate exam. But we walked the wilds together, what with his illness and my craving for babies … and came out ecstatically blissful on the other side.
THE END