The Mafia's Babies by Kaycee Romano (howl and other poems txt) 📗

They Like Black

Mateo watched her sleep, as creepy as that was.

She had changed positions. Her head now rested on the arm rest, her legs had curled up and was resting on the couch, her hands had gripped the white coat around herself. He had turned up the temperature a bit for her to be more comfortable but she remained in the same position.

Mateo studied her face. The frown hadn't left her face. She looked very tensed, tired, worried yet determined.

She was a strong woman. But she was also under a lot of pressure right now.

Mateo broke out of his thoughts when he heard a single beep from her watch. And that single beep had Dr. River Johnson jumping to her feet, reading whatever message had been sent to her.

Mateo thought he told that idiota to not call for her until he told him he can.

She didn't even look in his direction before hurrying out, mumbling incoherently. She had a mixed look of anger and guilt in her eyes. She took her work way too seriously.

Mateo picked his phone up. He had to make some things clear to the fucking director of this hospital.

But before he could dial his number, the director called.

"Mr. Simmons." Mateo dragged his name.

"Mr. Adesso, we needed an orthopedic surgeon. It was an emergency." He stuttered.

"She should be given two days off after whatever case she is handling now."

"Yes sir, we will let her off immediately after this case."

Mateo didn't reply to him as he hung up the phone. He was aware that this was how a surgeon's life worked. But he didn't want his tesoro to get sick due to her lack of attention towards her own health.

(Tesoro - treasure)

Mateo caught himself. Did he just call her tesoro?

Mateo decided to shake off all his thoughts and get some rest as he had to start his physiotherapy that day.

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River tiptoed across the living room towards the kid's room. It was around five in the morning. The scare and casualty from the blast had died down and they were letting them off for a while. Though she did have to report back in the evening so that the rest of the doctors who were on duty for the last few days could get some rest.

She wasn't surprised to find only Lucas in his bed when he peeped in. Her Kiara was most likely to be in her bedroom. She quickly adjusted his duvet and kissed him before he went to her own bedroom.

Her mother, Susan, wasn't in there. She must have slept in the guestroom or went home.

River closed the door, being as careful as she could.

"Mommy?"

Well, she was my daughter. So she was going to be as alert as I was. And a light sleeper too. The inner voice flipped her hair like the boss bitch she was.

"How are you feeling, pumpkin?" River asked, crawling onto the bed, pulling the duvet over herself and making sure she didn't touch her baby's injured ankle.

Kiara snuggled closer to her, nuzzling her head on her Mommy's neck. "I missed you." She whispered groggily; her voice heavy with sleep.

"I missed you too precious." She kissed her forehead, stroking her brunette waves.

"Are you gonna leave soon?"

"I will have to go in the evening." River replied.

"I won't go to school today." She hummed.

"I know. I am not letting you go for at least a week." River replied as exhaustion shut down her senses.

Kiara said something else but River was fast asleep by then.

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"Hey, baby girl?"

River whined in her sleep, swatting away Susan's hand. "One more hour Momma."

She heard her mother chuckle.

"Mommy!!" She heard another voice.

Now who's this?

Her eyes snapped open as realization struck her. She was not in school anymore, she had two kids!

River turned around and opened her eyes.

"How are you feeling priceless?" She asked Kiara as she cupped her face. She had the largest smile on her face so River assumed that she didn't feel any pain anymore.

"I am good, Mommy!" She grinned in her cute baby voice. River sat up and held her arms wide for a hug she and her kid needed.

Kiara didn't skip a second before she crawled into her arms, wrapping her arms around her Mommy. "I lub you baby."

"I lub you more Mommy."

"I sent Lucas to school." Susan said. "To say he was displeased, would be the understatement of the century."

"Did he throw any tantrum?" River asked, inspecting Kiara's foot in a cast.

"No, but probably because he didn't want to wake his two girls up." She grinned. "He's four years old and he's already looking out for both of you."

River nodded, grinning like an idiot. She was raising royalties; one a precious little princess and the other a valiant prince. Except for the times when Kiara becomes super pissed, then she becomes a warrior princess. Otherwise she was the cutest.

"What time is it?" River asked out loud, grabbing her phone from the nightstand. It was one thirty-eight.

Damn, she had slept more than eight hours. And not to forget about four hours in Mr. Adesso's room.

Gotta apologize for that. The inner voice said.

How embarrassing!

"Mommy, let's eat lunch? You skipped breakfast."

She nodded my head, placing a kiss on her baby's cheek before making her way into the bathroom to freshen up.

Oh to use my own soap again!

River quickly freshened up and put on a hoodie and shorts. It felt less comfortable after days in scrubs.

She took care of her laundry and repacked the duffel bag she keeps in her cabin in case of emergencies.

She then proceeded to the dining table. They rarely used this place because they usually ate at the kitchen counter. But Susan and her grandmother, Lillith made it a point to use the dining table.

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