in horrible pain, even with the Percocet they’re giving her. There isn’t anything that can make the pain of having your organs rearranged, go away. Liam wakes up twice during the night and both times I helped Shelby get him situated in her arms so he could nurse. The sight of our baby at her breast made me fall even more in love with her…if that’s even possible. I’m so far gone now, I’ll never come back from this if she continues to push me away. I can’t handle her moving on again and spending her life with someone else. I’ve begun to feel a sense of hope since Jeff moved to Florida and he’s no longer in the picture. I think even if he hadn’t moved, Shelby was done with him. Once she found out he was responsible for breaking us up, she wrote him off as anything more than a friend. Honesty is very important to her and he broke her trust in the worst way. Some betrayals are so hurtful that you can never come back from them. Although I’d forgive Shelby for just about anything if it meant, I got to spend the rest of my life with her and Liam.
Chapter Fourteen Shelby
Liam and I spent three nights in the hospital and then we were released on Monday morning. Jeff had to fly back to Florida on Sunday night so Garrett is the one who takes us home. He made sure that I had everything I needed for Liam to be discharged. He even had the car seat base installed at the police department by a friend of his to make sure that it was fastened correctly; which I think is so sweet. He’s going to be a great dad if Liam is indeed his. Both guys gave DNA samples for the paternity test and we’re supposed to have the results by the end of this week. My dad knows someone that put a rush on the test for him. It’s strange to me that I find myself hoping that Jeff isn’t Liam’s father. After the last three years, we spent together and how happy we were, this makes me feel a certain sense of guilt. I feel like he deserves better than this from me. I have no control over what my heart wants and it appears to want Garrett to be the one to raise Liam with me. It’s not just because Jeff is now living in Florida and I don’t want to have to move there. Maybe it’s because part of me resents him for his manipulative behavior. It could be any number of reasons, but the main one is that I have never gotten over Garrett and I probably never will. I’m hopeful that Liam is his son and then I’ll always have a piece of him. I want to be connected to him for the rest of my life, but I’m too scared to put myself out there again. Instead, I’ll settle for sharing custody of Liam and working together to raise him. When we first get to my apartment, I decide to feed Liam and get him down for his nap. Once I take care of both of those things, I lay down on the couch and turn the television on. My eyes are already feeling heavy and we just got home. What the hell? I’m not used to being this exhausted all the time. Apparently, having major surgery takes a lot out of you. Garrett soon covers me with a blanket and sits down on the couch, carefully placing my feet in his lap. He begins rubbing my arches in a circular motion, with his thumbs and I groan from how wonderful it feels. “That feels amazing and it’s just what I needed. Please don’t stop.” It’s only a few more minutes before I drift off to sleep, my feet still in his lap. When I wake up, I find Garrett asleep with his head tilted back on the edge of the couch. His neck is pushed forward at such an awkward angle, he’s sure to be sore from sleeping in this position. My feet are still resting in his lap and his hands are resting on my bare calves. The skin on my legs feels warm and tingly from his touch and it brings back memories of other times his hands were on my naked body. I feel flushed just thinking about it and I’m sure the fact that my hormones are completely out of whack isn’t