sarkattack
Cadet
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Here's the new story. Hope you enjoy. Next update should be on Monday.
Have a great weekend.
CJ
Their Little Princess
Summary:
After a devastating heartbreak, Dr. Sydney Bristow had given up all hope of family and happiness. Then single father Michael Vaughn breached her lonely experience with magnetic virility that was hard to resist. His charming smiles and glances drew her like a moth to a flame, and watching Michael cradle his infant daughter had her yearning for what she’d been missing from her life. But Sydney could never let down her defenses, especially since she harbored a secret that she’d risk all to hide. Nonetheless, she wished that Michael’s little princess was their little princess, and that she could call father and daughter her own…
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Chapter 1 below
Chapter 2
Chapters 3 & 4
Chapter 5
Chapters 6 & 7
Chapters 8 & 9
~Part 1~
“You’re going to tell me that I’m crazy, “Michael Vaughn said as he paced the length of his best friend’s office.
“Maybe I am. Maybe I’ve been working too hard, or maybe it’s because I’m going to be forty in three years. I don’t know why I have to do this, I just know that I do.”
He paused in the center of the office and stared at his friend, Eric Weiss, who sat behind his large wooden desk.
“You’re not saying anything, “Vaughn told him. “Don’t you want to talk me out of this?”
Weiss gave an easy, familiar smile. “I’ve got two children, and another one on the way. Who am I to advise anyone against fatherhood? You might find that you like it.”
Vaughn nodded once, then collapsed into the leather chair opposite Weiss’s.
“Fatherhood, “he muttered under his breath. “I am crazy. What do I know about being a father?”
“You’re a great uncle, if that helps. My kids adore you. All kids adore you. For that matter, women seem to find you irresistible. I’ll bet that puppies and kittens follow you around, too.”
Vaughn didn’t have to glance at Weiss’s face to know that he was kidding him.
“This is serious, “he said. “I have to make a decision.”
“I know you do, and I’ll give you whatever information you want, it’s just… “Weiss shrugged.
“I can help it, Mike. For years you made fun of my boring married life, all the while being the carefree bachelor. You’ve gone through girlfriends like most guys go through a six-pack of beer over Super Bowl weekend. You gave it a good race, but someone finally caught you.”
“So, what you’re saying is that I’m due.” Vaughn didn’t’t like the sound of that, but he wasn’t sure his friend was wrong. He’d avoided paying for his lifestyle for a long time. But the next twenty-four hours, that was all going to change.
“I’m pointing out that it’s take you a long time to come to the place where you have to make some difficult choices, “Weiss said. “Most men have already gone through this by the time they’re your age.”
Vaughn leaned back in his chair. He knew Weiss was right…. about a lot of things. What his best friend wasn’t saying was that Vaughn had occasionally needed to fall on his butt before life or circumstances or whatever got his attention. Well, he was paying attention now. The problem was what to do?
“I don’t know how to be a good father,” Vaughn said as the knot in his stomach went from the size of a baseball to that of a basketball. He felt as if he’d taken a tumble from one of his high-rises and while the fall hadn’t killed him, it had sure shaken him up some.
“No one knows anything at the beginning, “Weiss said. “You learn by doing.”
“What if I mess him up? I don’t want my son suffering just because his old man couldn’t get the hang of parenting.”
“He or she needs you to love them and be there. Everything else is negotiable.”
Weiss continued talking, but Vaughn wasn’t listening. His brain had frozen at the sound of a single word. She. Dear God, the baby could be a girl! That would be worse. Based on his messed up personal life, the amount he knew about women wouldn’t’t fill a teaspoon.
“She can’t have a girl, “Vaughn said, interrupting Weiss. “I can’t have a daughter.”
Weiss chuckled. “There’s logic. I hate to remind you about this, Mike, but that decision was made a long time ago. About nine months, to be exact, and the decision was made by you.”
Vaughn swore under his breath. He glanced at the clock. Lauren had called him two hours before to say she was on her way to the hospital. The mother of his unborn child had long since signed the papers giving the baby up for adoption. Lauren expected him to do the same. It was what they’d agreed to do. It was the smart thing to do. It was what nearly everyone had told him to do. But he hadn’t been able to do it. All the logic in the world couldn’t’t make Vaughn sign away a life that was a part of him.
He pushed to his feet and headed for the door.
“Where are you going?” Weiss asked.
“To the hospital.”
“What are you going to do?”
Vaughn gripped the door handle and glanced back at the only family he’d known. His best friend had always been there for him. This time, Vaughn was on his own.
“Hell if I know, “he said and slammed the door shut behind him.
TBC
Here's the new story. Hope you enjoy. Next update should be on Monday.
Have a great weekend.
CJ
Their Little Princess
Summary:
After a devastating heartbreak, Dr. Sydney Bristow had given up all hope of family and happiness. Then single father Michael Vaughn breached her lonely experience with magnetic virility that was hard to resist. His charming smiles and glances drew her like a moth to a flame, and watching Michael cradle his infant daughter had her yearning for what she’d been missing from her life. But Sydney could never let down her defenses, especially since she harbored a secret that she’d risk all to hide. Nonetheless, she wished that Michael’s little princess was their little princess, and that she could call father and daughter her own…
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Chapter 1 below
Chapter 2
Chapters 3 & 4
Chapter 5
Chapters 6 & 7
Chapters 8 & 9
~Part 1~
“You’re going to tell me that I’m crazy, “Michael Vaughn said as he paced the length of his best friend’s office.
“Maybe I am. Maybe I’ve been working too hard, or maybe it’s because I’m going to be forty in three years. I don’t know why I have to do this, I just know that I do.”
He paused in the center of the office and stared at his friend, Eric Weiss, who sat behind his large wooden desk.
“You’re not saying anything, “Vaughn told him. “Don’t you want to talk me out of this?”
Weiss gave an easy, familiar smile. “I’ve got two children, and another one on the way. Who am I to advise anyone against fatherhood? You might find that you like it.”
Vaughn nodded once, then collapsed into the leather chair opposite Weiss’s.
“Fatherhood, “he muttered under his breath. “I am crazy. What do I know about being a father?”
“You’re a great uncle, if that helps. My kids adore you. All kids adore you. For that matter, women seem to find you irresistible. I’ll bet that puppies and kittens follow you around, too.”
Vaughn didn’t have to glance at Weiss’s face to know that he was kidding him.
“This is serious, “he said. “I have to make a decision.”
“I know you do, and I’ll give you whatever information you want, it’s just… “Weiss shrugged.
“I can help it, Mike. For years you made fun of my boring married life, all the while being the carefree bachelor. You’ve gone through girlfriends like most guys go through a six-pack of beer over Super Bowl weekend. You gave it a good race, but someone finally caught you.”
“So, what you’re saying is that I’m due.” Vaughn didn’t’t like the sound of that, but he wasn’t sure his friend was wrong. He’d avoided paying for his lifestyle for a long time. But the next twenty-four hours, that was all going to change.
“I’m pointing out that it’s take you a long time to come to the place where you have to make some difficult choices, “Weiss said. “Most men have already gone through this by the time they’re your age.”
Vaughn leaned back in his chair. He knew Weiss was right…. about a lot of things. What his best friend wasn’t saying was that Vaughn had occasionally needed to fall on his butt before life or circumstances or whatever got his attention. Well, he was paying attention now. The problem was what to do?
“I don’t know how to be a good father,” Vaughn said as the knot in his stomach went from the size of a baseball to that of a basketball. He felt as if he’d taken a tumble from one of his high-rises and while the fall hadn’t killed him, it had sure shaken him up some.
“No one knows anything at the beginning, “Weiss said. “You learn by doing.”
“What if I mess him up? I don’t want my son suffering just because his old man couldn’t get the hang of parenting.”
“He or she needs you to love them and be there. Everything else is negotiable.”
Weiss continued talking, but Vaughn wasn’t listening. His brain had frozen at the sound of a single word. She. Dear God, the baby could be a girl! That would be worse. Based on his messed up personal life, the amount he knew about women wouldn’t’t fill a teaspoon.
“She can’t have a girl, “Vaughn said, interrupting Weiss. “I can’t have a daughter.”
Weiss chuckled. “There’s logic. I hate to remind you about this, Mike, but that decision was made a long time ago. About nine months, to be exact, and the decision was made by you.”
Vaughn swore under his breath. He glanced at the clock. Lauren had called him two hours before to say she was on her way to the hospital. The mother of his unborn child had long since signed the papers giving the baby up for adoption. Lauren expected him to do the same. It was what they’d agreed to do. It was the smart thing to do. It was what nearly everyone had told him to do. But he hadn’t been able to do it. All the logic in the world couldn’t’t make Vaughn sign away a life that was a part of him.
He pushed to his feet and headed for the door.
“Where are you going?” Weiss asked.
“To the hospital.”
“What are you going to do?”
Vaughn gripped the door handle and glanced back at the only family he’d known. His best friend had always been there for him. This time, Vaughn was on his own.
“Hell if I know, “he said and slammed the door shut behind him.
TBC
