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EDUARDO.Holding my baby for the first time I had a feeling that I could not explain much, I could use all the words in the world to explain it but it would not explain what I felt holding that little bundle of joy. My child...
I kissed his little eyes, I was never going to allow any harm to come to him. His eyes were closed, I smiled at Aviva that still on the bed, repeating. I almost lost them, I was exhausted but now that we were returning to Spain, nothing would ever happen to them, I would protect them with all that I had.
Aviva was the love of my life and j would do everything and anything for her, now that Rio was gone there was nothing left to do in America. I kissed the head of my son and pulled her into my arms, I kissed her forehead and smiled.
"He is so pretty Eduardo," she muttered softly, adoration shuns in her eyes, I smiled at her, "I am so happy you and my child are alright, the men are already packing everything."
She blinked, she did not look nearly as happy as I anticipated, she was leaving her home after all what did I expect? Our little bundle opened his eyes, they were light brown, he had a head full of soil curls, and he was the most adorable child, I have ever seen. I kissed his little arm, coming at him.
"What do you think we should name him? It was too early to be thinking about names but I had a few in mind."
"I have one," I started, "Damien Reyes," she blinked.
"Damien?"
"I loved the name, I just did not know how you would like my suggestion."
Aviva sighed and shrugged, "Damien is a fine name, but I get to pick his middle name.
"What do you have in mind?" I asked her, "I am still searching but when I have one I will tell you."
I nodded with a grin and continued bouncing the baby softly, he groaned and his expression turned sour, he started wailing loudly and I handed him to Aviva, who pulled out one of her breasts and started feeding my son.
Pride swore in my chest as I watched them with happiness, nothing could ever take them from me, I would make sure it never happened.
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"Eduardo," Aviva called as she softly placed Damien into his crib, I put down the baby magazine the hospital offered me. All the knowledge I read over the past couple of months would soon be put to the test.
"We need to talk," she said, her expression serious. She walked toward me, still limping somehow. I was not happy with it, and I asked the doctor several times about what could be done to ease her pain but the doctors said it would wear off after a few weeks, it was not good enough for me but Aviva would allow me to state my displeasure.
"Eduardo," she called and I turned to her paying all attention, "what is princess?"
"Eduardo, I still want to see my family I have not been discharged yet and they all packed all their things." I sighed.
"Of course," I said, even though I was not happy with her condition, "I have arranged for a meeting in our home," her mouth opened but I shook my head.
"I will hear no more Aviva, you have been attacked so many times that I cannot even count, the reason I ask us to leave for Spain is for your security. You might think that things will be like America but I promise you that it will not. Spain is my country, nothing like all of this will happen," I assured her but she looked away.
"I did not want you to go after Rio, I told you it was a bad idea. Nothing good ever came out of chasing him! How many times have you had a lead and it turned out futile?" she was right, and my negligence and pride did not let me listen.
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Eduardo's Dandelion.
RomanceWhen a strange man hijacked Aviva's car and forced her to drive it off a cliff because people were after him, she didn't know what she got herself into. When Aviva got caught in the crossfire of dangerous men with power, she realized the world was l...