Rush stood up and moved in front of the crib. He looked shocked when he said, “Edward…”Įdward was overdressed, wearing a long, wool overcoat.
Rush’s mouth was full when he wiped his hands. Just as I’d unwrapped my burrito, an unexpected visitor appeared in the doorway. It was the perfect window to grab a bite to eat before someone came in to check my vitals or the baby woke up to nurse. The baby was sleeping next to me in the little hospital crib after her last feeding. Rush had just come in with lunch from the Mexican place down the street. We had a ton of boy names picked out but nothing for a girl, so we needed to really think on it. It had only been one day, but it already felt like we’d had her forever, like I couldn’t imagine a time without her. I looked him dead in the eyes and answered, “Fucked. That would have to be enough until I could figure this out.Ī doctor suddenly walked in.
All I knew was that I already loved her more than life itself. What did I know about having a girl? Nothing. All of the visions of doing manly things with my son went out the window. I loved her so much already that my heart was literally hurting from the feeling.Īs we sat there in silence, fear started to fill me. She smelled so sweet-she smelled like Gia. “How could I have been so wrong?” I laughed as I lowered myself down to kiss her head again, taking in her scent. “Yes, we have a daughter.”Ĭaressing her little face with my thumb, I watched in awe as Gia tried to get the baby to latch onto her breast. Ten minutes after I got here, she came out. You probably couldn’t have made it anyway. I’d gone into a store without my phone, and there was traffic and-” I did everything I could to get here once I got your message. I had accepted things would have to stay the way they were-until the day I found a clue that led me straight to her.Īnd that was when our love story really began.Still staring at the baby in awe, I whispered, “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here, Gia. If anything, it allowed us to open up even more in ways we may not have otherwise.Įden was funny, intelligent, gorgeous-everything I’d ever wanted in a woman. Anonymity had no effect on our unstoppable chemistry, though. Her real name was Eden, I’d soon come to find out.įrom the first time we connected online, I found myself transfixed.Īt first, we knew nothing about each other’s real identities…and she was adamant that we keep things that way.
Logging in at night and talking to her was my escape-my sanctuary. I was “ScreenGod” and she was “Montana,” but of course, those weren’t our actual names, just the virtual cloaks we hid behind.
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