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come. Thankfully, it never did. This morning couldn’t come quick enough, and I almost bounce through the door just to make sure she is still in one piece. When I approach her, I slap my hands to my mouth. The CPAP mask has been removed and has been replaced by a nasal prong. The CPAP mask is no longer obstructing her pretty little face.
    “Oh my God, Caleb.” I grasp hold of his hand in a death grip. “The CPAP has gone.”
    “Holy shit, look at that little fighter.” He opens up the isolette doors and caresses his forefinger against the palm of her hand.
    “Language,” I scold. He chuckles, leaving his response silent. I retrieve my phone from out of my shoulder purse. I take a snapshot of her, and attach it to a message and type out a quick text to Sebastian.
     
    Ava : Look who isn’t on her CPAP anymore?
    Love you.
    xxx
     
    I send him a daily picture, keeping him updated on her progress. I know the pictures are the only things helping him get through everything at the moment. I know it isn’t the same as seeing her in person but he will be able to see her soon, when he comes home on ordinary leave. The emergency leave wasn’t necessary considering how stable she became in such a short amount of time. He has been granted emergency leave if her condition deteriorates, but for now he should be coming home in the next week. I wish he was coming home for good, but I am grateful that I get two weeks with him.
    “Good Morning, Ava.” My heart springs out of my chest at the sound of Doctor Bailey ’s voice and I spin around, almost giving myself whiplash. My heart drops when I see him staring at me, his smile reserved only for me.  I gulp nervously as I place my phone back inside my purse.
    “Hi,” I say shyly, trying my hardest not to look directly into those brilliant green eyes of his because when I do, I feel as if I am being fast-forwarded into the twilight zone and all I can see his him. It is really distracting. My skin hums at his proximity and I feel disarmed just being in his presence. I don’t know if I should be worried or not that he is making me feel like this, on high alert and quite frankly, turned on. Every time I see him, it feels as if I am meeting him again for the very first time. I can’t breathe. It’s incredibly intense.
    I take a nervous glance to Caleb to see if he has noticed the sudden flush of my cheeks, but thankfully he isn’t paying any attention. This is ridiculous. I am engaged. I am in love with Sebastian. Doctor Bailey shouldn’t be making me feel like this.
    No. It must be the hormones. It is the hormones. I am not attracted to him. I just miss Sebastian, that’s all. I’m feeling like this because I miss Sebastian. Well, that’s what I tell myself anyway…
    “How are you?” I almost combust on the spot at the sound of his burly southern accent, it is the most wonderful sound in the world. Shit. Why couldn’t my daughter be given an ugly doctor? Instead of this...sex god . Oh great. Now I have given my libido food for thought.
    “Yeah, I’m great, good, I’m good.” I squirm on the spot, feeling extremely uncomfortable, given where my thoughts have just gone.
    He smirks, with one eyebrow raised. “Great, good, good,” he mocks, and I get the distinct feeling he is teasing me. He knows he’s getting under my skin. I flush under his scrutiny, and for a moment I feel dizzy with lust. I begin to lose myself within his gaze, forgetting where I am, until he clears his throat and abruptly breaks our connection. “So we have good news. On Wednesday, we discussed the possibility of weaning her off the CPAP?” he asks. I nod, remembering the conversation we had two days ago.
    “ With her breathing dramatically improving, we were finally able to take her off the CPAP. She is still on oxygen, but she is taking it all in her stride. Considering she didn’t have the steroids at the end of your pregnancy, the strength of her lungs is quite remarkable. But remember