Can you mend my broken heart?

She looked at the man and somehow her eyes welled up. She thought that she was the only one who was treasuring every moment between them, but he was one step ahead than hers.

He had gone to such lengths to re-create the first meetup on her wedding night.

She couldn't have asked for more.

Seeing that he had turned back after throwing the stuff in the bin, she quickly wiped away her tears and beamed in his direction. He came back and knelt in front of her. Gently lifting her legs, he buckled up her heels, and when he was done. He got up and said,

"Remove them as soon as we board, OK?"

With a delicate smile on her lips, she just nodded and fondly looked at him.

"What?" he asked, seeing her smiling like that.

"Nothing! Nothing Raymond Walker! You just..."

"I just, what?" he asked getting impatient.

"You just never cease to make me fall in love with you over and over again. Your sweetness is like vanilla ice-cream and you just keep topping it up day after day. Chocolate syrup, nuts, crunchies.... ooofff... I am going to die someday. Your love will be the death of me someday," and she let out a deep breath.

Narrowing his eyes Raymond looked at her with a question mark on his face. His jaws had become all taut. 

"Never... As in ever... dare to talk about death in front of me. We just got together and I cannot let you talk or even think about parting away from me. Am I clear to you?"

"Hey! Hey! I was just saying. I mean just like that," and saying that she tiptoed and kissed him on his lips. Angry that he was, he didn't part his lips and stood there nonchalantly, still angry with the words that she had spoken.

But she didn't give up.

She made a garland out of her hands and wrapped it around his neck. She kissed him a few more times, but he didn't move a muscle even though deep down he was in a state of haywire. So she looked up at him and met his eyes which were still angry.

But she was angry now for she didn't get a reply to her kisses. Her lips were taut, and she was breathing with her nose which flared a bit now and then. Raymond was amused to see that look on her face but still smeared that poker-face look, on his to see what was that little birdie going to do next.

And the next second she hoisted herself up and bit his lips.

"Umm.... Aki... Akira!" retorted Raymond and it was then that she found the gap. Without wasting a single second she locked in his lips in the grasp of hers. She sucked them hard as if she had been hungry for ages, and why wouldn't she? After all, it was he who had teased her, pushed her to the brink where her desires took control over her.

And that mere mortal in front of her couldn't resist. He succumbed to her charms and off went the duffel bag from his hand and landed on the floor as his hand got busy grasping tightly on to her. She had ignited the hunger in him and there was no way that he could conjure the element of self-control within himself.

They didn't care where they were, they didn't care who was looking at them. The flame in their heart was burning everything down, inhibitions, shame, awareness, they had all been turned to rumbles.

"Ah... Ummhhh..... Ray...." she gasped and placed her feet back on the floor. Grabbing his shoulders tightly she closed her eyes and rested her face on his chest as she started gasping for air.

"I am... I think..." she tried to speak words but all that she could do was shudder in his arms. 

He pulled her closer and caged her tightly in his arms as if he wanted to absorb every tremor that ran through her body. Kissing fondly on the top of her head he said,

"It's OK... It's OK... I am sorry. I took it too far. I am sorry."

She hugged him back tightly as if she wanted to get absorbed into his body. Given a chance she would have. Their souls were already twined together even though they resided in different physical bodies.

"I am fine," she said but her voice sounded a bit shaky. It was probably the tension that made her voice sound hoarse. So he rubbed her back for some time, till he could feel her haggard breath easing a bit on his chest.

"It's time to board Akira!" he said and softly kissed on the side of her temple. "Go freshen up. I will be waiting for you here."

It was then that she lifted her face which was burning red-hot with embarrassment. She turned and walked towards the washroom, unable to even meet his eyes. So he caught her elbow and turned her around,

"Hey! It's me. Look at me!" he said and lifted her chin up. But she still kept her eyes low.

"Akira look at me!" he said again and this time she complied and lifted her gaze up but then averted the next second.

"Man I would take you down this very moment, I swear Akira," he said and kissed her lips gently and said,

"Don't do this. Don't ever hide from my eyes. Just don't."

"It's us Akira. It's you and me... Together and forever. No hiding!"

And then she lifted her gaze again. Her Bambi's eyes and her fluttering flaps made his heart skip a beat. 

"Off you go!" he said and gently nudged her towards the bathroom. As she walked away, he instantly regretted his plan of spending the night in the plane.

Because only he knew what demons lurked inside the body of his. It was going to be a very difficult night for him.

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Now that this book is soon coming to an end soon, welcome to my new one - HEAVEN CAN WAIT

Would like to share a bit about it.

EXCERPT

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He was a 'Healer', unlike his brothers who possessed immense angelic powers and craved for more, and she was a 'Mortal', passionate about doing her best to save human lives.

Banished from the land of God, when he was thrown to earth; his wings castrated, she entered his life. Pained by the treachery of his brothers and the distrust of his father, the fallen angel was left with no reason to exist, but she showed him that there was more to earth than he knew about. She intrigued him, annoyed him but at the same time made him feel alive again. But the problem was, the more he got to know her, the more he was smitten.

And angels were not supposed to fall in love with earthly beings.

He became her shadow, but for her, he was her lifeline. But she had no clue that he had a hidden plan all long. What will happen when she gets to know that the man that she was head over heels in love with, was someone who was not even a human, for he was an angel, who had been sired by the devil. What will happen when he has to chose between her and the path to redemption?

Read more and get swayed in the intense love affair of Morpheous and Caroline.

A sneak peek of CHAPTER -1

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It had been a long tiring night shift for Caroline.

After finishing up the last round of patient visits, she let out a deep breath and closed her eyes. An overwhelming sense of achievement brought in a tiny smile on her face. Another day! Another battle done!

Cracking her knuckles and massaging her neck, she went close to the window and pulled up the blinds a bit; her daily habit of watching the early morning sun, shining bright in all its glory.

"Ready to go home doctor?" asked Erica, the head nurse.

Caroline turned towards her and with a smile on her face she replied, "Yeah, Dr. Van has already arrived to take over the shift." But that smile of hers vanished as she turned back towards the window again.

Suddenly the sky which was lit up in brilliant gold, had turned grim. Dark clouds started engulfing it as if they were wrapping it in the shroud of death. The sky thundered like it was rumbling with anger.

"Ugghhh!!!" she groaned and muttered, "Looks like I am sleeping here again."

Dragging her tired and weary self from the ER, she walked towards the resting lounge, holding a hot piping cup of coffee. 

After changing her clothes, when she was about to sprawl her legs and straighten her back, she heard her pager buzzing. 

"Not now!" she whined and called up Erica, as she had paged her.

"What happened?"

"Sorry Carol, but you have to rush to the ER. Dr. Van is working on another code blue now and this one needs immediate attention too!"

"Condition?"

"Perforated abdomen!" Erica replied, glancing at the chart given by the ambulance team.

"Pulse?"

"Barely there Carol!"

"Keep him steady! I am coming!"

Suppressing her yawn, she put on her Crocs back and ran towards the Emergency Room. This was nothing new for Caroline Young. Being an ER doctor in one of the largest hospitals of Seattle, she was used to spending sleepless nights and working odd hours.

"Vitals?" She asked half panting, holding her knees in her palms as she reached near the patient, but neither the nurses nor the on call first year resident uttered a word. Irritated, she stood upright and looked at the vital monitor and her jaws dropped.

Red Flatline.

He had no pulse.

And that drove her into a frenzy. "This can't be happening." She looked at the resident doctor and yelled, "Why the hell are you standing here instead of doing chest compressions? Do I have to spoon-feed you the protocol?" And without waiting for a response from him, she straddled over the man lying on the bed.

"Epinephrine 1 mg into the IV stat! Run code blue protocol for me!" she yelled and placed her palms over his rib-cage, ready to go for the first compression; while mentally picturing the patient's heart between the sternum and spine. But before she could even start, she turned back when she heard the panic ridden voice of Erica.

"Carol don't! He is still breathing!" 

"He is what?" and she turned back towards him and saw his chest rising and falling in perfect rhythm. 

She placed her stethoscope on his chest but heard nothing. There was no diastole and systole beat. Confused, she lowered her ear to his chest, but still heard nothing. She checked the oximeter attached to his index finger and his saturation levels looked perfectly fine.

"How even!"

"There is a huge puncture wound in his abdomen. The ambulance doctors have already tended to it," mentioned a puzzled Erica and looked at equally puzzled Caroline who was still trying to figure out what was wrong with that man's heart.

"Anything in the chart about how he got the puncture wound?"

"Apparently there was a tree branch that caused the perforation."

"Get me the portable ECHO machine and give him 1 ml of vasopressor. He might go to a septic shock! We need to check for internal bleeding too."

"On it!" said Erica and sprinted to get the ECHO machine.

"You! Out from here!" Caroline lashed at the first year resident, even though he was nowhere at fault. It was probably an outburst of hers for not being able to figure out what was wrong with the heart of the man.

The other terrified nurse injected the vasopressor in his C-Line and then left the room to get more medication if needed later. She didn't want to leave any room for a rebuke from Dr. Caroline - the Cardiology specialist at Seattle High, who was very well known as a perfectionist with a rib rattling temper.

Caroline got down from the bed and as her eyes traversed up, she looked at his face which bore a weird calmness. It looked nothing less than angelic. His jaws and cheekbones perfectly chiselled as if God had sculpted him in his spare time. 

"What is wrong with him?" she muttered and then lifted the cloth covering his lower body. The puncture wound had been dressed, but the dressing gauze was soaked in blood and didn't look neat.

���This needs to be disinfected again," she muttered and put on her gloves. Then with utmost care she gently started to peel the Nico Plaster tapes which held the bandage in place.

"No way!" 

She screamed, as if someone had wrenched away her sanity, for in front of her was a perfect abdomen. No scars, no stitch marks, just dried blood; the flakes of which were now sticking on to her gloves. Her eyes were wide open in shock and for a moment she couldn't fathom the situation in front of her. 

She was having a sense of lapse of judgement because in none of her textbooks, or medical papers, she had read about a case like his. 

"Is this even real!" She was about to pinch herself, but suddenly the monitor beeped, and she could see his temperature spiking up. But before she could take control of the situation, she saw him opening his eyes slowly.

His amber coloured eyes suddenly gleamed with a flicker of blue!

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