I'm still into you. (Book 2)

Looking back.

The last few years of my life have flown over. I was offered the job of my dreams at Great Ormond Street hospital in London, England. I hadn’t lived in England since I was a child and even then I was from Suffolk so being in London was so different.

It almost came with a big price and that was the possibility that I would have to leave Domingo behind. He had his own career that he had worked extremely hard on and I didn’t want to take him away from that at first. The selfish side of me had won though and I ended up begging him to come with me to England so we could start a new life together.

The begging had been unnecessary though because Dom never had the intention of letting me go and in the end he proposed and asked me to marry him! Together we flew over a few days later and took a week to settle into London life before I started my new job.

When we first arrived Domingo had been like a fish out of water, it wasn’t like Albuquerque wasn’t busy but London was just so different. He was happy to find that London was as equally diverse and he didn’t stick out like a sore thumb which was one of his main fears. In fact after a few short weeks he had tackled the underground and how to navigate the bustling streets full of people much better than I had.

It took him a while to find a teaching position and this got him down for a while, he didn’t like me paying for everything and we had a wedding to save up for too. After a few months he secured a full time position at Sir John Cass’ Foundation Primary School as a Spanish teacher. This cheered him right up and he stopped complaining and put every penny he had spare into the wedding fund.

We wanted to keep the wedding simple but we still wanted it to be special for us, most of the money saved was going towards the flights for our families to come over. We decided to hold the ceremony at Pembroke Lodge, a country house in Kensington, it was beautiful and was exactly what we had both wanted – something completely English.

Because the venue was English the theme was going to be Spanish for Domingo and we wanted the reception to be fun for all of our guests. We worked so hard to get the funds together and eventually when the day came and all our family were stood there watching us become one, it was the best day of my life.

Becoming Charlie Mendez just completed me and I am fully aware of how cliché I sound. But Domingo Mendez knew how to please a guy and falling in love and marrying him was the easiest decision I have ever made. Afterwards the reception was amazing and we celebrated with everyone until the early hours.

After the wedding I couldn’t get enough time off for a full honeymoon so we decided we would keep it until I had been at the hospital long enough to take some leave. Domingo also couldn’t leave during term time so we thought it best to maybe go back home to America during the Christmas holidays.

The weeks that followed we had very little time together as my shifts where extremely long and even when they were over I was on call constantly. The terminal illness ward didn’t rest or stop at all and that meant the doctors had to be ready at all times. The children needed constant supervision but I was lucky to be blessed with a very understanding husband.

Domingo also had his fair share of work, one of his classes are at G.C.S.E level and were taking their Spanish exams at the end of the year. It was his job to make sure that they all passed and because he didn’t get to see his kids in America through their exams he wanted to make that up here.

I had no doubts that he would succeed. He is after all Spanish and he taught me so that I am now fluent so I was sure he would be able to do the same for his students. He has the patience of a saint and I think that helps when teaching a new language to someone that can only speak English.

When the end of year exams came over ninety percent of his students passed with a grade C or above and he was thrilled. I had took the night off so that we could celebrate and we didn’t stop celebrating until the fourth, maybe the fifth time. Safe to say the next day I was a little tired but it was a night I won’t forget in a hurry.

In the hospital kids with varying levels of illness were being admitted every day, some of them were unable to cope with their illness very well and some were so brave that I had to try hard to compose myself. There was in particular a little girl by the name of Emily who I had become attached to because she was the bravest little girl I have ever met.

She was in Great Ormond because she was suffering from Juvenile Myelomonocytic Leukemia. She had been diagnosed when she was two years old and had remained on the children’s ward ever since, she was now five years old. The survival rate for children lasting around five years is approximately five percent so her chances were marginal, but she was responding very well to the treatment so I had very high hopes for her.

I don’t play favourites it is not in my job description and it is certainly not professional to do so. I am also not a religious man although I have been around it all my life because of Domingo and his family but at night I find myself sending up a silent prayer for Emily. No one deserves to be ill, especially children but Emily is just so brave it seems so unfair.

So over the last few years I have been juggling my time between my new husband and my new job and so far I think I have been doing a good job. Dom and I try to have alone time as much as possible, going for a meal or a few drinks then taking the party back home.

Making love to Dom was my favourite thing to do and I couldn’t get enough of him. His body had only improved as the years have gone on and he has turned from a boy into a man and I was lucky enough to experience every stage. Now his caramel coloured skin had a light dusting of hair on his chest and a delicious happy trail led the way to my favourite part of him.

His dark black hair and deep brown eyes were enough to have me lying down and allowing him to have his way with me. Domingo was never like that though, making love was just as special to him and we always switched things up taking turns to please each other.

Life was pretty awesome right now and I was glad that Dom had come with me and seemed to be enjoying it just as much as I was. It was always going to be hard work spending so much time apart but I knew we could get through anything, nothing would come between the love that we have for each other.

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Hey! Just a short chapter to get you caught up on what’s been happening to them both since they moved. No more time skips should happen though :0)