Medical malpractice case

Chapter 22 Jamie

After Jake's sudden appearance, everything seems to tense, but thank God for Noah. He brought back the vibe. He made everyone go back to normal,
and happiness flows around again.

I open the bag, curious to see what they got him. I see a letter. I pull it out.

I know you miss me.

I quickly crunch up the small piece of paper and walk over to the trash. I open the trash and throw it away. I glance back at the bag. It's a car set. I throw that in the trash as well.

I feel hands snake around my waist. I jump slightly. But quickly lean into it when I realize it's Noah.

"What did he get, Harry?" He whispers in my ear.

"Nothing important. I threw it away.

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"No stress or anything. But this little cutie is gonna wear glasses." The optician tells us. "It won't harm him. It'll simply make him look cute and smart. Isn't that right Mr harry?" He says poking Harry's nose. Harry giggles and nods.

He walks over to the shelf of frames. "Which one do you like, Harry?" He asks, showing him a set of frames.

"These." Harry says, pointing to a round black frames. The doctor quickly puts the lenses and then cleans them. He reaches for a box and places the new glasses in the box.

"There you go, young man." Harry takes the box from him and opens it and tries the glasses on. His brown hair suits the glasses and his face perfectly.

I stand up and shake the doctors hand. "Thank you so much."

"No worries."

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"The food is amazing." I say, taking another bite of the pasta. Noah looks at me and smiles.

"Only the best for my girl." He says. I look up at him and smile.

"What's the occasion of coming here?" I ask curiosity eating me alive.

"What? can't I do a special something for my girlfriend?" I chuckle at his words.

"Of course you can. I just don't want you to spoil this much money on me."

"Firstly, you are, and Harry are my top priority. Secondly, I'd do anything I could." He admits. Harry takes his fork and eats sauce splattering over his mouth. I chuckle and wipe it away with a tissue.

What might the future hold for us? This question always swarms through my head. What could the future hold for us. We've been dating for 5 months now. Has it really been 5 months? Wow. That's insane.

I look at him, staring at his brown hair and his blue eyes. His lips cover the fork as he tastes the pasta.

I come back from the bathroom, but I pause once I see the scene of Harry giggling as Noah tickles him. I can't help but keep watching in silence in awe. I can see him becoming a father one day. He'd make a great father one day. I smile at that thought.

"Stop stop!" Harry pants still giggling. "Oh my dad-" my eyes widen as Harry calls Noah dad. I watch Noah's expression, thinking obviously he'd feel uncomfortable. But no, I see Noah smiling and pulls Harry into a hug.

After a while of watching in silence, I head back and take a seat. "I see both of you are getting along." I set my purse down.

The drive home is filled with silence. The only sound is Harry's soft breathing and the air conditioning. I look over at Noah as he drives. He reaches and takes my hand, playing with my fingers. He squeezes my hand and continues driving back home.

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Noah carries Harry to his crib. I pull the sheets up so Harry gets tucked in. He settles him down and tucks him in. I stroke Harry's hair.

Noah and I lay in bed together facing each other. I smile at him as he runs his fingers through my hair soothingly. I scoot closer to him, and he rests my head on his chest. I immediately find peace in his presence and slightly begin drifting off. He rests his chin on top of my hair.

I wake up to the sound of shuffling around the room. I stir awake and open my eyes to see Noah shirtless.

"What a view to wake up to." I mutter. He lets out a small chuckle.

"Sorry I woke you up. I have an early shift." He says.

"No worries." I tell him quietly. He slips his blouse on and rolls his sleeves up and keeps the first few buttons undone.

I stand up and walk over to him. I walk to the bathroom and take his hand, pulling him in with me. I reach for his
Razor and turn it on. I softly run it over his uneven beard to even it out.

"That's better." I say, rubbing my eyes. He presses his lips against my forehead.

"What would I do without you?" He mumbles. I smile.

"That's why I'm here." I fix his collar. "Come on, you'll be late."

"I'll miss you." He says.

"Noah, it'll take like a couple of hours." I tell him.

"Every second without you is torture. Please stop." He says.

"Get to work." I tell him.

"One kiss." He says, but before I can even argue, he gives me a peck. "Another." He says and gives another one. I walk away towards the bed but he pulls me by the arm and kisses me deeply. "Now I can go." He says, "Oh wait. Harry."

"Noah, that's just you wasting time." I tell him but help but chuckle. He walks over to Harry's crib and kisses his forehead.

I lead him to the door and watch as he heads out. "I love you." He says and doesn't move until I say it back.

"I love you too. Now go to work." He groans and reluctantly leaves. I watch him head into the elevator until the elevator closes. I close the door just when it does and head back to the bedroom.