Finding the Way (A sweet romance) Read Online Free

waiting
room on the couch. When I came in you flirted outrageously and came
on to me, then you freaked out that I was married. I tried to tell
you, but you freaked out more. The doctors had to come sedate you.
That's when Dr. Liam and I started taking lunch discussing how we
should proceed."
She shook her head in shock, "Why didn’t you just tell me I was
your wife?"
    "I did on the first day. You woke up and
didn't remember me. You don't take it very well. Dr. Liam was
afraid for your health. The third day I came to visit you for short
periods. You didn't remember me but enjoyed my company. A week had
passed and one day you did remember me. I was so happy and
exhausted that I fell asleep on the bed, but when you woke up you
had an episode again. You forgot."
    "That's why you didn't want me to sleep when
you took your nap."
    He nodded. "I'm scared Liz. There are a lot
of things I can control, but I can't control this."
    "You said I was in a coma." She stated,
confused, trying to fit all the pieces together.
    "Of a sort." He held her tighter. "You came
back to me."
    "How long have I been gone?"
    He sat on the bed and lifted her onto his
lap. "This happens every day now, but you always find a way back to
me. The doctors tell me you are remembering more every day. The
first day you didn't even remember your name."
    "Oh." She didn't know what to say to that.
She didn't think apologizing would cut it.
    "But the second day you did remember your
name. The third day you remembered you childhood and various parts
of school. I just had to hope."
    Beth tucked her head into his neck and
smoothed a hand down his chest trying to comfort him.
    He kissed her head and inhaled her scent.
"One day you'll remember me too, as soon as you wake up. I can deal
with this every day. You're alive and that's all that matters to
me. Seeing the love enter your eyes as soon as you remember makes
me fall in love with you all over again.”
    She peered up at him, her voice grave. "What
were you doing after you visited your 'wife'?"
    "I actually had lunch with your doctor.
We've become friends. She discusses strategy with me concerning
you. Then I tried to work, but words elude me."
    The memory of the day of the accident came
back. "I was on my way from my shop to pick you up from the
dentist. Your car broke down."
    Pain filled his eyes. "You'd think I'd
replace the old mustang."
    She laughed. "You love that car."
    "It's sold now. I can't look at it with what
happened."
She rubbed his back. "Please don't blame yourself, Cameron."
    He buried his face in her hair, cautious of
her bandage. "You're here now. You're remembering more each day.
Positivity is key." He spied the novel she was reading in her bed
and picked it up.
    She smiled as his strong arms surrounded her
as he inspected the book. "Did you work at all?"
    He hummed, opening the book to the
dedication page that read. To my wife.
    She smiled at the words. The story was about
a girl opening a flower shop. The hero was a lonely writer who
would come by the shop. He'd stop in and buy her a flower to put in
her hair every day. The rest of the story was fiction, but that
part wasn't. This book put him on the bestseller's list. "I'm happy
you packed one of my favorite books."
    "I think when all this is over I'm writing a
book about our whole lives."
    "Your next bestseller, I presume."
    "No, this one is private. Just for us and
for our future kids."
    She placed her head over his heart.
"Cameron, stay with me tonight. Hold me, please."
    "Lizzie, I can't-"
    "Please. I need to feel you Cameron. I just
need you to hold me."
    He sighed into her hair, holding her
tightly. "Anything for you."
     
     
    ***
     
    Beth pricked her eyes open, squinting at the
sunlight streaming into the room. She tried to move but realized
there was a man holding her close to his chest. Her head rose up
and down as he breathed deeply. She clamped down the panic. Raising
her head, she took in the sleeping man. This man could have been