Summer is a young mother trying to grasp her new reality. Witch is keeping a low profile with her beautiful bubbly daughter Autumn who's full of character for a four-year-old.
Kazimir isn't your normal French billionaire CEO. He's a man who knows h...
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"You okay baby?" I hear a soft voice repeatedly asking with worry in her tone.
"I like it when you call me that," I admit with a low chuckle. She was sitting next to me on the hospital bed.
"Are you okay, are you hurt?" I asked, quickly sitting up as I placed my hands on each side of her head looking for marks.
She let out a low giggle that brought peace into my heart which was beating so fast. "I'm okay. Let's worry about you okay?" She asked as she placed her right hand on my cheek.
I took a deep breath resting my head in her warm hands. Comfort that what they felt like. They were small and delicate.
"How long have I been out for?" I asked, sitting up on the bed as she stopped me. "For 30 minutes, you're lucky your girl is a nurse and took care of that wound from earlier," she said using her left hand to motion as a gun jamming her head.
I hate to admit but she was funny. I found myself chuckling at her crazy antics. "Promise me you won't do something like that again okay?" She asked as I nodded.
I removed her hand from my cheek and placed a soft gentle kiss on the back of her palms. "You have my words, belle," I said, giving her palms another kiss.
"Belle means beautiful in French right?" She asked with a cute smile revealing her nice set of white teeth.
"Yeah," I nodded. "So you're French or you just took French classes? Honestly, I don't know anything much about you Kaz," she states as her expression changes to a sad look.
"I mean besides you're vegan and show signs of being on the Spectrum.... not that I'm a professional or anything to diagnose you." She spoke as she went quiet after what she said.
"I'm sorry that it was so rude of me to say something like that... I teach my daughter not to do something like but I just did, I just judge you," she had real regret all over her eyes.
She felt guilty and embarrassed to look me in the eyes. "Summer, look at me," I said, placing my hand under her chin to raise it to meet my eyes.
She takes a deep breath keeping her eyes on mine. "It's okay I am on the Spectrum and was born in French but nobody else knows that but you and Autumn besides my family," she quickly smiled at the mention of her daughter.
"Autumn knew? She still hasn't told the secret you told her," she said smiling. "Then I guess one day you'll find out for yourself," I said looking deep into those brown eyes that felt like warm honey.
"The Spectrum? What are you diagnosed with?" She asked as a buzz from behind her grabbed her attention.
"Shit it's Autumn I promised I'll bring her back cookies and come home early," she said as she got up and grabbed her phone.
She walks out of the room still wearing my blazer and dress shirt and heels. She can make anything look good.
While she was out talking a nurse with blond hair walked through the room with a huge smile. "Ooh great you are up Mr.Laurent we managed to-" she spoke before Summer walked into the room and gracefully cut her off.
