Morgan & Chase

Chapter One

Morgan woke with a gasp. Her hand went to her chest, her fingers brushing the long scar that disappeared between her breasts. She had been dreaming of him again. It had been a year since she had received her new heart and every day she dreamed of the same man. He wasn’t the only strange thing that had happened to her. She had found herself very adept at playing the piano. The music had swelled inside her, begged her to run her fingers over the keys of the piano at the music hall she often visited. After the owner had caught her playing he had offered to pay her if she played for him. At first she had refused, not thinking she was really that good, but soon relented at the pleading look in his eyes. The concert was tonight. She checked the clock and saw it was only two. The concert was in four hours so she had a lot of time to burn.

Chase sat on his couch staring at the concert ticket his friend had bought for him. He had not listened to piano music since he had lost her. It pained him that she was gone. He blamed himself for driving her away, hated that the last words they had spoken had been in anger. He looked at the ticket, feeling compelled to go. It was liked the piece of paper had cast a spell on him, like the woman who would play tonight beckoned him to watch her. The picture he had seen of her was one of total serenity and innocence. It was printed on the ticket. He took a deep breath, deciding he would go even if it was only for a few minutes.

Morgan went to her room to try and figure out what she would wear tonight. She’d be in front of so many people. She stepped into her walk in closet and decided on a dress. She picked a long yellow and white one. She hated how fast she decided. She hoped picking what to wear would take up more time. She knew she had talent now but couldn’t keep her nerves down. Morgan decided maybe a nice walk could clear her head for the performance tonight.

She put on some tennis shoes and changed into a tank top and shorts. Locking the door she walked out of her apartment building to drive over to a park that was nearby. Once Morgan got there she found a nature path she always enjoyed. She loved seeing the occasional squirrel and hearing the birds in the trees. Sometimes she’d even spot a rabbit or two. Just as she hoped the fresh air, animal sounds and children playing put her at total ease.

Chase sat on the swing away from other people. He watched the sky, thinking of her. She had loved it here, the beautiful park surrounded by trees where happy little squirrels ran up and down the trunks with nuts the would only forget later. He wished his life was that simple again, that enjoyable. He didn’t know why he kept coming to their favorite places and torturing himself. He believed that maybe it was a way to stay connected with her, to tie her to him so she could never slip away.

Morgan noticed the man sitting alone. Even from a distance his posture said he was in agony. He was staring off into space. She found herself closing the distance between them, only slowing when she was right next to him. “Excuse me, is this swing taken?” She asked and he turned his deep blue eyes on her. She gasped, recognizing that face.

“No, but if you don’t mind I’d rather be alone.” He answered.

“I don’t think that’s true. I bet you tell that to everyone.” She sat down in the swing next to him and he just stared at her, a little shocked at how bold she was with a stranger. He studied her face, knowing he had seen it somewhere before.

“I could be some sort of creepy stalker you know or a serial killer that likes cute blondes with brown eyes.” She laughed and he looked at her bewildered.

“Let me show you something.” She gripped the top of her tank top and pulled it down a couple of inches. He almost asked her what the hell she was doing, but his eyes suddenly found the long white scar. “I almost died once. I had a bad heart. It’s pretty sad when someone so young has too look death in the face and tell him to go screw himself, but I did. I’m not afraid of stalkers or serial killers because I’ve already come so close to dying.”

“You’re far too brave.”

“No, just stubborn. Anyway, my name’s Morgan and if you don’t mind I’d like to invite you to my concert tonight.” His eyes widened a fraction. He knew he had seen her somewhere before. He had a ticket to watch her already.

“Alright, yes I’d love to come.” He said and she smiled, her eyes lighting up.

“It’s a date.” She checked her watch, seeing she had an hour and a half left. She would get ready then eat. “I’ll see you tonight.”

When she made it home she went into her bedroom and threw off her clothes then hoped in the shower. Morgan couldn’t believe the man she kept dreaming about was real. She must have met him somewhere before and forgotten. It was the only way she could be dreaming about him. She couldn’t think about that now though. Her head needed to be clear when she played. When she was clean she dried off as she walked to her closet. Morgan took her dress off the hanger and put it on.

She always felt so beautiful in it. She went to the bathroom blow drying her hair then giving herself a few curls. She only had thirty minuets left so she made grilled cheese since it didn’t take very long. When she was done she quickly brushed her teeth and headed to her concert. Morgan was grateful traffic wasn’t bad. She had spent more time in the park than she intended.

Chase found a seat close to the front, wanting to be able to see her face. Once everyone had settled into their seats the overhead lights dimmed, silencing the chatter immediately, and the lights above the stage glowed brightly. She walked onto the stage, looking a bit nervous and slid onto the bench. She looked out at the crowd and smiled when she spotted him. She was so beautiful, her eyes glowing warmly, her posture perfect. She rested her fingers on the keys and started playing.

Morgan played a few classics, Beethoven and Mozart. She loved their music and remembered being jealous of their musical talent. She had been both excited and confused when she found herself finally able to play the music she loved so much. After each song the audience clapped, making her blush. She had never been one to call so much attention to herself. She had one more song she had to play, it had been begging to be let loose from her soul since her surgery. She closed her eyes and her fingers moved over the keys, the melody sad. It was one of loss and heart ache.

He froze as the music washed over him. He knew that song, had heard it every day. He felt suddenly angry and glared at Morgan. This song was not hers. He didn’t know how she had managed to get ahold of it, but she had and was now claiming it as her own. He wanted to leave, but he couldn’t, not in the middle of this song. He glanced around at the other audience members, saw the emotion on their face. They stared at her, their eyes beginning to water. He gripped the arm rests and continued to glare. He would confront her after the concert when she was alone.

Morgan was lost in the song as she played. Her hands moved without thought because it poured right out of her soul. Staring down death had been scary but it had left her with such an amazing gift. She felt Chases glare and wondered what had made him angry. Maybe he wasn’t enjoying her playing. She hoped that wasn’t the case.  When she stopped she got a standing ovation from all but Chase. She looked at him confused and he continued to glare.

Morgan bowed as the clapping continued then slowly died down. When everybody was done she walked off stage hoping to find Chase soon to see what had caused him so much anger. He approached her when she was outside “How the hell did you manage to get that song?” He said eyes filled with rage. “The last one?”

“You’re not an idiot so stop trying to act Innocent. Where did you get it?”

“I didn’t get it from anywhere. After I got my new heart it just came to me. Being able to play piano just came to me. I couldn’t before I got this heart. That song comes directly from it.”

“You expect me to believe that you theif?” His words still very angry. “Yes I do because it’s the truth. Jeez you seemed nicer in my damn dreams. I wish I hadn’t talked to you.”

“What the hell are you talking about now?”

“Nothing get away from me.” She got in her car slamming the door.

She started crying as she pulled away, her heart aching in her chest. How could he be such a jerk. She had done nothing to earn such treatment. Chase watched her drive off, feeling bewildered. He shook his head. She had seemed so confused and hurt, her heart breaking right in front of him. He had to find out where she lived, had to apologize. Maybe he could get it out of the concert hall owner. He was ashamed of himself for acting so out of character.

Morgan pulled into her driveway and got out of her car, crying all the way to the front door. Once inside she went straight to bed. She buried her face in her pillow and cried until she was exhausted, until there were no more tears in her body. She cursed herself for showing compassion to a stranger. He had looked so heartbroken in the park, so lonely. She punched her pillow, hating him. She didn’t even know his name and didn’t want too. She hoped he fell in a deep dark hole and never climbed out. She finally closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. His face filled her dreams, his voice warm and loving. She had hoped he would be like this, that he would smile at her and tell her her music was beautiful. She had not stolen anything, had never heard the song that set him off. “His heart was broken.” A voice whispered in her head. “It’s not his fault, it’s mine.” She jerked awake, shaking as she stared up at the ceiling.

Chase was persistent with the concert hall owner. “Please sir, I was really rude to her and I need to apologize.”

“I’ll see her tomorrow and ask her permission. I’m not going to give her address away to a stranger. I don’t know if you really want to apologize or if you’re some nut. Give me your number and I’ll call you if she says you can have it.” Chase was frustrated, more so than he should’ve been. He gave the man his number in hope she’d let him come and say how sorry he was. Chase wasn’t sure what came over him. He was still grieving but nobody deserved to be treated like that. She had been so nice to him and he repayed her by being an ass.

He went home somberly. He had made another women storm off in anger. He couldn’t even bring himself to eat anything before bed. He just layed down staring at a picture of the woman he loved. Tears streamed down his face. His home felt so empty without her light. Morgan was so much like her. He thought about everything she said. It even crossed his mind that maybe it was Silvias heart she had gotten since she was a donor. He shook the thought away. He cast it aside as the hopes of a horribly depressed and lonely man.

The next morning Morgan was still a little sad. She had to go back to the concert hall and get her check from Tony. She hoped he would let her play again. She had left so abruptly that she had not had time to thank him for being so kind. She showered and pulled on her favorite jeans and t-shirt. She found opted for flats and slipped them on. She grabbed her keys and headed out. Her mind kept wandering to him. Unfortunately she wanted to see him again, clear the air and ask for an apology. She pulled up to the concert hall and went inside.

“Ah there is my angel of music.” Tony said as he hugged her.

“Have you been watching Phantom of the Opera?” She smiled.

“It’s a spectacular movie and that term describes you perfectly. Don’t worry though, we don’t have any phantom in this theater.” They laughed and he motioned for her to follow him. They went into his office and he pulled open his desk drawer, taking out a check. He handed it to her and she tucked it into her back pocket.

“Thank you Tony.”

“Oh and one more thing. A man named Chase was asking for your address. He said he was rude to you. I wanted to make sure it was alright to give him your address in case he was some freak.”

The only man she could think of was the one she had met in the park. She was torn. A big part of her wanted to see him again even if he did make her angry. “Yes, go ahead and tell him to come by.”

“Okay beautiful. I hope you will want to play here again. You really captivated everyone with that last song. They kept asking where you were so they could get an autograph.”

“I’ll call you to set up a schedule. I have a doctors appointment tomorrow to get my heart checked. They want to make sure everything is still functioning properly.”

“I will pray for good health and a strong heart then.”

Chapter Two

When Morgan left Tony picked up to call Chase. He answered on the first ring because he had been waiting on the call. Chase wanted to apologize so badly. Tony gave him the address and said Morgan would be there. He quickly got ready. Apparently she didn’t live very far from him atall. He paused when he was in front of her door. Chase worried she wouldn’t accept the apology. Once he had his courage up he knocked.

She came to the door quickly. It was weird to her how badly she wanted to see this man who had been rude to her. “May I come in?” He asked with sad appologetic eyes. Morgan pulled the door open so he could walk in the apartment. Chase sat down on the couch. Morgan walked over and stood in front of him. Chase looked at the floor “I’m so sorry for how I acted. That song” he paused afraid he’d cry “My girlfriend played it. I don’t know how you know it but it was her song. I just miss her and hearing you play it made me very upset. You were nice to me and then I was an ass to you. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

“Where is she, your girlfriend?” She asked as she sat down next to him.

“She died in an accident last year. She was the most amazing piano player, self taught. She used to play that song for me every night before we’d go to bed.”

“What was her name?”

“It’s not important and I don’t really like talking about her.”

She rubbed his back. “Why not? It might make you feel better.”

“Because it’s my fault she’s dead.” He had to clear his throat. “Anyway, I just needed to apologize for my actions last night. I should probably get going.”

“You can stay if you like. I was about to make something to eat. Are you hungry?” She offered with a warm smile.

“You don’t have to feed me. I should be the one doing something for you.” He ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his face. She seemed to be thinking. She tapped her lips, drawing his attention to her perfect mouth.

“I know,” she finally said, “you can eat with me today and then tomorrow you can go with me to my doctors appointment. I always get nervous when they listen too and then look at my heart. I don’t know why. The worst they can say is it’s failing. They have to do an EKG and a CT scan.” He looked down at her beautiful bright face and he knew he would go. He nodded and she tip toes to kiss his cheek.

“What was that for?” He asked.

“For being so great.”

“How does me going make me so great?”

“You don’t realize how much i hate going. My family lives so far away so I’ve had to go through everything alone.”

“You haven’t had a boyfriend?”

“Before i got the heart no man really wanted to be with me. They would find out I wasn’t healthy and move on.”

“I’m sorry”

“Don’t be, I’m just glad there will be one appointment where I’m not alone.” She started cooking and he sat in a dinning room chair watching her. She moved so gracefully. He actually felt a little happy sitting there with her. He hadn’t felt any happiness atall since he lost sylvia so this was a good relief. He was glad she had forgiven him. He didn’t know what she was making but it smelt really good. He had mostly been eating take out and microwave dinners so whatever it was would be a good change.

He really felt he was getting off too easy just going with her to an appointment. He decided if she wanted he’d attend all of them. He didn’t do much with his life anyway. Morgan grabbed two plates and some silverware and set the table. When she served it he sat there speechless. It was his favorite meal, Chicken Cakes & Remoulade Sauce. Morgan noticed him just staring at it. “You hate it don’t you? I can make you something else.”

“No, please it’s perfect. Where did you learn to make this?” He said as he picked up his fork and took a bite.

She shrugged. “A cook never reveals her secrets.” She smiled and winked as she sat down across from him.

“I’m sure I could get it out of you.” She pointed her fork at him.

“Not without a fight.” He smiled and continued eating. He liked her sense of humor and her food. “So tell me about the heart condition you had.”

“Not really much to tell. I was born with an enlarged heart. It wouldn’t allow blood to pump right. Medication didn’t help and it just got worse over time.”

“How long did you wait for a heart?”

“Twenty-three years. You can listen to my doctor talk about it tomorrow.” They finished eating and she cleared the table, rinsed the dishes, and then popped them in the dish washer. “If you like you can stay the night. I have a pretty awesome couch.”

He laughed and stood. “I live four blocks away. I’ll just walk over here in the morning. Plus, I don’t have any clean clothes.”

“I know I may seem like some primitive being, but I do have a washer and dryer. I also have a pair of guy sweats that you can borrow while they wash. You can also use my shower. I mean I use it all the time so I doubt it would mind one more body.”

“Alright, alright. I admit defeat. I’ll stay.”

“Good, I can’t have you making me late in the morning.” He couldn’t help but smile. It almost hurt since he hadn’t really smiled in so long. “Why don’t I take a shower now so it’ll be all yours in the morning.”

“Sounds like a plan. Let me find you those sweats so I can wash your clothes.” Morgan went into her room and came out with the pants. He took them then she lead him to her shower. She made sure he understood how to work the water before leaving him alone in there. “I’ll get your clothes when you’re nice and clean.” Morgan closed the door as she walked out. He found himself smiling again. This one aching a little less than the last. He pulled his shirt over his head then took his pants off stepping into her shower.

Morgan changed into pajama shorts and a tshirt. She loaded the washer with other things so it wouldn’t only be his clothes running through. Morgan was happy for the company. Especially such attractive company. She hated how sad he seemed. Morgan hoped her friendship could make him feel better. She had never had a love to lose so had no idea how he must feel. It was the brightside she looked at to being too unhealthy for a man to love her. Morgan really hoped this heart worked out so she could find a man to love her.

Chase finished his shower and dried then pulled the sweats on. He scooped up his dirty clothes and went out into the hall. He wasn’t sure which room was the wash room so he went into the living room where she was sitting on the couch watching TV. “Hey, where’s the laundry room?” He asked and she turned to look at him. She just sat there staring at him, mouth hanging partially open. It took him a minute to remember he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He walked over, grabbed her chin between his thumb and index finger and closed her mouth. “I know I’m sexy, but where’s the laundry room?”

Morgan’s face grew red and she glared at him then stood. She walked around the couch and jerked his clothes out of his hand. “I give you a four out of ten.” She said and turned to walk away.

“I think your blush disagrees.” She kept walking and heard him chuckle behind her. She came back and he smiled when she walked into the room.

“I think we should go to bed. The blankets and pillows are in the closet in the hall. Second door on the right.” She rushed into her room and closed the door. She took a deep breath and crawled in bed. It wasn’t fair he made her feel like a teenager obsessing over her biggest crush. Chase retrieved a blanket and pillow and lay down on the couch. He smiled, feeling happy even though he had obviously embarrassed her. He drifted off to sleep, still feeling amazing.

Her alarm clock went off and she pushed the button to make it be quiet. She yawned as she got out of bed and pulled a baby blue summer dress out of her closet. She walked down the hall and into the bathroom, closing the door and switching on the water. She pulled her clothes off and stepped under the water. It instantly woke her. She started singing as she scrubbed herself and then washed her hair. She rinsed and switched off the water, stepping out of the shower as the bathroom door swung open. They both just stood there, frozen in place.

Chase finished his shower and dried then pulled the sweats on. He scooped up his dirty clothes and went out into the hall. He wasn’t sure which room was the wash room so he went into the living room where she was sitting on the couch watching TV. “Hey, where’s the laundry room?” He asked and she turned to look at him. She just sat there staring at him, mouth hanging partially open. It took him a minute to remember he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He walked over, grabbed her chin between his thumb and index finger and closed her mouth. “I know I’m sexy, but where’s the laundry room?”

Morgan’s face grew red and she glared at him then stood. She walked around the couch and jerked his clothes out of his hand. “I give you a four out of ten.” She said and turned to walk away.

“I think your blush disagrees.” She kept walking and heard him chuckle behind her. She came back and he smiled when she walked into the room.

“I think we should go to bed. The blankets and pillows are in the closet in the hall. Second door on the right.” She rushed into her room and closed the door. She took a deep breath and crawled in bed. It wasn’t fair he made her feel like a teenager obsessing over her biggest crush. Chase retrieved a blanket and pillow and lay down on the couch. He smiled, feeling happy even though he had obviously embarrassed her. He drifted off to sleep, still feeling amazing.

Her alarm clock went off and she pushed the button to make it be quiet. She yawned as she got out of bed and pulled a baby blue summer dress out of her closet. She walked down the hall and into the bathroom, closing the door and switching on the water. She pulled her clothes off and stepped under the water. It instantly woke her. She started singing as she scrubbed herself and then washed her hair. She rinsed and switched off the water, stepping out of the shower as the bathroom door swung open. They both just stood there, frozen in place.

Chase finished his shower and dried then pulled the sweats on. He scooped up his dirty clothes and went out into the hall. He wasn’t sure which room was the wash room so he went into the living room where she was sitting on the couch watching TV. “Hey, where’s the laundry room?” He asked and she turned to look at him. She just sat there staring at him, mouth hanging partially open. It took him a minute to remember he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He walked over, grabbed her chin between his thumb and index finger and closed her mouth. “I know I’m sexy, but where’s the laundry room?”

Morgan’s face grew red and she glared at him then stood. She walked around the couch and jerked his clothes out of his hand. “I give you a four out of ten.” She said and turned to walk away.

“I think your blush disagrees.” She kept walking and heard him chuckle behind her. She came back and he smiled when she walked into the room.

“I think we should go to bed. The blankets and pillows are in the closet in the hall. Second door on the right.” She rushed into her room and closed the door. She took a deep breath and crawled in bed. It wasn’t fair he made her feel like a teenager obsessing over her biggest crush. Chase retrieved a blanket and pillow and lay down on the couch. He smiled, feeling happy even though he had obviously embarrassed her. He drifted off to sleep, still feeling amazing.

Her alarm clock went off and she pushed the button to make it be quiet. She yawned as she got out of bed and pulled a baby blue summer dress out of her closet. She walked down the hall and into the bathroom, closing the door and switching on the water. She pulled her clothes off and stepped under the water. It instantly woke her. She started singing as she scrubbed herself and then washed her hair. She rinsed and switched off the water, stepping out of the shower as the bathroom door swung open. They both just stood there, frozen in place.

Chase didn’t know what to say. She was truly an amazing person. If she had gotten Sylvias heart she certainly deserved it. Morgan came out of the bathroom looking a bit nervous. She really hoped everything was going well and she wouldn’t become ill again. She was ready though. If he told her that her body was rejecting the heart and causing it to fail she would be able to take it. “Don’t look so worried Morgan. Please sit down” When she sat the doctor continued.

“You’re doing perfectly. Your body is accepting your new heart like it were it’s own. I see no problems atall. You will need to come for a few more visits to make sure and you will need to call me if you’re having any sort of chest pains or discomfort you find concerning.” Morgan started crying. Her doctor quickly walked over and hugged her. “Oh I know Morgan. It’s been along tough battle. I’m surprised you’ve made it through all of this by yourself. You’re a remarkable woman.” She just kept sobbing into his shoulder. Her doctor had been her only friend through everything so Morgan relied on his support.

“I was so worried”

“Well don’t worry any longer. I think you’re going to be fine Morgna. You should start living life. I’m glad to see you’ve made a friend.” She smiled “I don’t think he’;s really my friend. He is here out of guilt for being rude to me but thanks.”

“I am your friend. I am not here because I’m guilty for being mean to you. It may have started that way but I am your friend Morgan.” She was shocked he spoke. She wasn’t sure if he was going to form real words with her again. “I’m glad.” She said as she managed to get her crying under control.

Her doctor left to get ready for his next appointment. Chase wrapped her in a hug of his own and stroked her hair. “You okay now?” He asked.

“Yes. I don’t know why I’m so upset. I’ve been through one heart, you wouldn’t think two would be a big deal.”

“You don’t have to joke and smile around me. I can see how hard it’s been.”

“Sorry, lets get lunch. I need to get out of this hospital.”

They rode the elevator in silence, her hand pressed against her chest the whole time. She looked so scared that it broke his heart. He wanted to kiss her, hold her, and tell her he wasn’t going to let anything happen to her. He wished he had the power to keep her heart beating, but he was only human. He opened his mouth to speak and closed it again. How could he tell her whose heart she had? He didn’t want her to feel guilty. She deserved to live and he needed her to live. The elevator stopped and followed her out of the hospital. “How do tacos sound?” She asked as they got in her car.

“Sounds fine. So are you planning on playing at the concert hall again?”

“As long as it doesn’t bother you.”

“It was nice to hear that song again after so long. I think I needed to hear it.”

“Then yes, I’ll play again.”

Chapter Three

“I plan on coming to every performance.”

“I’d like that a lot” She smiled but still looked upset. “why don’t we get them to go and eat at your apartment Morgan?”

“That sounds like a good idea. I’d enjoy the peace of my home.” They ordered and drove on back to her place. Morgan turned on the tv and they sat there on the couch eating. “I was really glad to hear your body accepted the heart.” He looked at Morgan hoping she’d speak. “I was too even though I’m sure it was hard to tell with all the tears. I’m happy that you’re my friend.” He moved closer to Morgan and pulled her into his arms. “as long as you let me I’ll always be in your life.”

Morgan couldn’t believe how much better she felt with him holding her. She actually felt love coming through him to her. She wondered if she was just imagining it. The hopes of a lonely girl she thought to herself as she hugged him. She was surprised as it was reaching fifteen minuets later and he still wasn’t letting go of her. She was tired from all the crying and ended up falling asleep as another five minuets passed. Chase felt her go limp and smiled. He slowly layed down bringing Morgan with him. He managed to get the remote to turn the tv off then layed still. He hadn’t held anybody in a long time and it felt really nice.

Chase didn’t just care about her because she had Sylvias heart. Morgan was a wonderful person. Before he even knew she had been the first one since Sylvia to make him smile or to feel any attraction to. She was so beautiful and caring. An absolutely selfless person to just give away hearts that coudl’ve saved her to help others.

When Morgan woke she was surprised to see she was laying on Chase’s chest she didn’t move, just rested her head back on his chest. “So sorry.” He whispered and her muscles tensed. “Sylvia, I’m sorry.” She looked at his face. He looked so tormented, so upset. She moved slowly off of him, making sure not to wake him. She went into her room and grabbed her lap top. Sylvia was the name of her donor. She looked up accidents on the same day she had received her heart. There had been one involving a van with a mother and her son and a car with a single woman inside. Her name was Sylvia Lucas, a pianist. She had been twenty two with a bright future ahead of her. The only family she had had was a boyfriend, Chase. She covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes. He was here because of her heart, because it belonged to the one woman he loved. The walls suddenly felt like they were closing in. She went into the living room and shook him awake. He looked at her, worried and bewildered.

“Why didn’t you tell me I had her heart? Why didn’t you say anything?” She snapped and his eyes widened and he sat up.

“How did you find out?” He asked.

“You said her name in your sleep. Is that why you’re here, because I have her heart and you want her back? I play the piano like her, I cook like her. Is that what you want?”

“I never said that.” The last time he had been this out of control of a situation Sylvia had died. “You have become very important to me because of who you are, not because of Sylvia.” She was crying and was obviously hurt. “Please don’t be angry, don’t cry.” He reached for her and she slapped his hand away. She grabbed her keys and ran outside. He just stood there, shocked. Flashes of his argument with Sylvia flashed in his head. She had left the same way.

Morgan drove until she couldn’t see through her tears. She pulled over and got out to walk. She needed time to think. She went down the street and turned a corner just as two cars collided. She ran to the accident, seeing an unconscious young woman and her infant in one car. The baby was crying. She unbuckled the mother and hauled her out the window and away from the wreckage. She busted out the passenger window and pulled the baby out of the carseat. Chase ran down the street, trying to discern which direction she had gone. An ambulance sped past him and his heart nearly stopped. He ran faster than he ever had in his life.

Tears were filling his eyes. He had managed to chase off and kill yet another woman he fell in love with. He shook his head telling himself that Morgan couldn’t be dead. His heart couldn’t take losing her. When he saw the two cars he started to panic until he saw Morgan talking to a police officer. He was overjoyed to see she wasn’t hurt. The officer started to walk away as Chase ran to Morgan wrapping her in his arms. She pushed him away “get off of me! I’m not Sylvia and I don’t appreciate having my feelings messed with you god damn asshole. I thought sombody actually cared about me.” She started crying again “I’m such an idiot.”

She tried to move past him to go home and he tightly grabbed her pulling her back into his arms. She tried shoving him off again but he wouldn’t let go “Stop it Chase!”

“Please listen to me Morgan.” She felt tears in her hair “I didn’t even know you had her heart until this morning when I was looking at the pictures in your home. I had already started to care for you before I found out. You are such a giving and wonderful person. You’re beautiful and funny. You have similarities to her but you aren’t her. You are you and I don’t see you as Sylvia atall. I swear. Please don’t push me out of your life. I want to be with you.”

“Just give me some space. Go home. I’ll call you when I’m ready to talk to you.” Morgan handed him her phone so he could put his number in. He had a hard time because he couldn’t stop crying. He handed it back and she started towards her apartment. Chase went home collapsing on his bed. He grabbed a pillow pushing his head into it bawling. He was absolutely terrified of Morgan not speaking to him any longer.

He fell asleep and found himself looking at Sylvia’s face. They were standing in a field of sun flowers. “I’m sorry I hurt you.” He said sadly.

“It was an accident Chase. You didn’t cause it, you didn’t ask for it. These things happen. We hit bumps in the road and we just have to hold on tight and ride them out. You’ve had time to ride this one out. You have to move on, you have to let me go.” She said softly. “I died so that another might live. She needs you, I don’t. You deserve to love again.” His eyes snapped open and he felt as if a weight had been lifted from his chest. She was gone.

Morgan stared at the picture of her in the hospital with the big balloon hovering nearby. She barely remembered that day. Her doctor had took a picture for her so she would have something to remember the day she was reborn. There was something strange about the picture. There was a small glowing light right next to her, some anomaly that could be a trick of the light. Was that Sylvia watching over her, seeing if her heart went to someone deserving. She had never felt like she deserved a new heart. She was one person, alone with no husband or boyfriend or children. She brushed her fingers over the scar, knowing that everything happened for a reason. She picked up her phone and found Chase’s number. She stared at it for a moment, her heart beating nervously. She wanted him, needed him, had dreams about him.  Was Sylvia trying to tell her something, was she pushing them together? She took a deep breath a hit the call button.

Chase felt hopefully as he picked up the phone. He desperately wanted Morgans answer to be that she still wanted him in her life. “Will you come back over?”

“I’ll be there as fast as possible.” He quickly got up and ran out of his apartment to hers. So many emotions were running through Chase he felt sick. He nervously knocked on the door. She opened it and he walked in. She just looked at him sadly for a moment. “You really care about me and aren’t just using me as some last piece of Sylvia?”

“I do, I don’t think of you as her in the slightest Morgan.” He felt tears trying to break through again. Her starting the conversation like that worried him. “I love you. It’s probably stupid but I do. I think Sylvia made me dream of you so many nights to try and get us together.” Chase just kept staring at her. Morgan could see that he was really looking at her and she ran into his arms. He couldn’t hold his tears back any longer. He just held her and cried until he finally said “can I stay with you tonight Morgan?”

“That would be nice. You can sleep in my bed this time.”

“Thank you”

He kissed her gently, his hands framed her face and his fingers slipped into her hair. He kissed his way down to her chin then across her jaw. He tugged on her hair, tipping her head back to nibble her neck all the way to her collar bone so she giggled. “Is this alright?” He asked as he brushed her ear lobe with his nose.

“Yes.” She said breathlessly.

He slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and tugged the dress down so it pooled on the floor around her ankles. She stepped out of her flats and kicked them and the dress aside. She stood there in nothing but her panties, looking nervous. He traced his fingers over her scar and goosebumps crawled over her skin. “How could anyone not love someone so strong.” He said softly.

She pressed his palm flat against her chest, holding it there so he could feel her heart beating. “I’m very thankful for this. You’ll never know how much.”

“Me too. I couldn’t move on until you found me, until I heard you play. From the moment I saw your face I knew you would mean everything to me. It took Sylvia to show me how much I love you.” He kissed her again and lifted her into his arms, carrying her to her room and lowering her to her feet. He undressed and then pulled off her panties. He sat down and pulled her into his lap, staring into her eyes as he gripped her hips and lowered her slowly onto him. He moaned, his mouth finding hers as he lifted and lowered her in a slow ride. She gripped his shoulders, her gasps of pleasure exciting him. “I love you so much Morgan, more than you will ever know.” Her orgasm was intense, bringing tears to her eyes. She rested her forehead against his shoulder as he finished and wrapped his arms tightly around her.

“I love you Morgan” He said again in a whisper. “I love you too Chase” Just like earlier she fell asleep in his arms. Chase was enjoying holding her too much to rest. After about an hour everything that happened that day finally got to him and he drifted off. Morgan was happy to still be in his arms when she woke up that morning. She pulled herself out of them being careful not to wake Chase up. She decided to take a shower before she made breakfast.

The running water woke Chase up. He hoped she hadn’t been in there too long without him. He hurried to the bathroom and got in behind Morgan pulling her against him. “Why didn’t you wake me up to join you beautiful?”

“You looked so adorable how could I?”

“Would you please wake me up every morning when you get up?” Morgan laughed filling Chase with joy. “I will but for now let me go so I can rinse. I’m starting to get itchy.” Morgans body was covered in body wash. “Can I help you get that off?” Chase gave her a flirtatious smile. “sure” Morgan stood under the water as he rubbed his hands against her to get the soap off.

“Can we visit Sylvia’s grave today?” She asked and his hands stilled.

“Why?”

“I want too thank her and you should tell her goodbye. She was a big part of you.”

“I’ve been thinking about a good way too say bye. I have to go back to my apartment though.”

She nodded. “After breakfast.” She made them burritos and they quickly ate. He kissed her on his way out the door and promised to return quickly. Morgan waited until he was gone and then grabbed her keys. She wanted to get Sylvia flowers, tiger lilies.

Chase went straight to his room and into his closet. He reached up and pulled a small wooden chest off the shelf. He carried to his bed and sat down, opening it. All the pictures and memories of Sylvia were inside. The engage ring he had bought her a week before her accident and all the letters she had ever written him were also inside. These were their memories, everything they had been through together. He smiled and closed the box then stood. He took it with him back to Morgan’s. She wasn’t there so he waited patiently in front of her door. She came back with a bouquet of tiger lilies, Sylvia’s favorite flower.

He drove them to the cemetary and walked hand in hand to her headstone. Morgan placed the flowers on the ground and sat on her knees next to the headstone. “You will never know how much your sacrifice means to me, Sylvia. You gave me a second chance. Thank you so much for everything.” She stood and moved back so Chase could talk to her.

“You’re right, I have too move on and keep living. Thank you for being part of my life, for everything you ever gave me. I’m going to take our memories up into the woods and bury them under a tree like you always wanted if something ever happened. I can’t keep torturing myself. It wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t anyone’s fault. I…” he trailed off and looked back at Morgan.

“You can say it.”

“I love you.” He placed one hand on the headstone and then backed away.

“We should take your box now love.” She said and wrapped her arm around his waist as they walked back to the car.

They drove to the park then went deep into the woods. Chase dug a hole placing the box inside it. It hurt but not as badly as he thought it would be. He knew he had Morgan. She was so wonderful and he looked forward to the life he’d have with her. He burried the box then stood there a moment and took a deep breath. Morgan could see him but wasn’t standing close. He needed to do this on his own. He stared at Morgan as he walked back towards her.

He tugged her into a kiss once he got close enough. They grabbed eachothers hands again walking to the car. Morgan was surprised he wasn’t crying. Unknowingly she was staring at him looking very confused. “What’s that look Morgan?”

“I just expected you to cry.”

“Why should I cry when I have a life with you to look forward to? I’ve done enough crying. It’s time to be happy with a truly wonderful and amazing woman.” She smiled as he held her hand a little tighter. Morgan silently thanked Sylvia again. They finally made it back to the car and got in. “want me to take you home?”

“Tired of me already?”

“No, you’ve just been at my house for two nights now and you don’t live there so I figured I should check if you wanted to be in your home for a bit.”

“Why don’t we go back to my place and you can play for me. I still have a piano.” He said with a smile.

“I would like that very much.” He directed her to his apartment and they went up. He unlocked the door and stepped aside so she could go in first. She was really excited to see the beautiful red upright piano. It was in amazing condition. She pulled the bench back and sat down, running her fingers gently over the keys. “She took really good care of this thing.” She smiled at him and he sat down on the couch. The look on his face made her blush so she had to turn her back. She cleared her throat and started playing. The tune was uplifting, exciting. It raced through her, and she closed her eyes as her cheeks became flushed. She felt him rest his hands on her shoulders and she froze. She tilted her head back to look at him and he kissed her.

“I love your music.” He said softly.

“How do you know it’s mine?” She whispered.

“Because I can feel it.” He brushed his fingers over her cheek and kissed her again. He loved how warm she was, how sweet she smelled. Her skin was the softest thing he had ever touched. “If we’re going to be together we should decide on where we’re going to live. I want you with me always, not down the street. I need you in my arms. I need to fall asleep holding you.”

“We could get a house. I bet I could get on permanently with Tony and my parents would probably help. They’re the ones who have been paying my hospital bills.” He rubbed his nose against hers and she closed her eyes. He kissed her again and she could feel his smile.

Chapter Four

“why are you so happy?”

“You actually want to live with me.” He hugged her from behind. “I’ll get to hear your wonderful music, touch your soft skin and look at that gorgeous face of yours every day. I feel so blessed. ” He kissed Morgans cheek. “We better get this ball rolling before you change your mind.” Morgan laughed. “Come on beautiful call Tony.” Morgan got up with a huge smile and sat on the couch. Tony was overjoyed she wanted to work for him full time. Chase layed his head on Morgans lap looking up at her. His eyes were admiring every bit of her as her piano music played in his head.

Chase loved how happy Morgans music was and hoped she’d play hers more than she played anything of Sylvias. When she hung up with Tony Morgan called her parents. They were overjoyed their daughter had found sombody to love and expresed their appologies they had missed yet another appointment due to how busy their jobs kept them. They told her to find a house they wanted and they would pay half of it off immediatly for them. Morgan thanked them and hungup the phone.

“We can start looking for a new place whenever you’re ready.” She smiled and he tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her down to kiss her.

“You’re so beautiful and wonderful. How did I get so lucky?” He traced her cheek.

“I’m the lucky one. You’re the only man who has ever made me feel like this, like I’m special.”

“You are special. I love everything about you. You are so giving, so loving. I don’t know a single person who would willingly give up not one, but four hearts knowing they could die. You are the most generous person in the world.” He tucked her hair behind her ears. “Having you with me like this is the greatest gift you have given.”

“Why is that?”

“I was walking in darkness, headed for depression or alcoholism. I was dead, empty, and so alone until you came up to me in the park and insisted on talking to me. I love that stubbornness and you have the best sense of humor. You didn’t just pull me back, you forced me back.” She felt herself tearing up. “Please don’t cry.” He sat up and pulled her into his arms. “I hate it when you cry.” He kissed her softly, his thumb wiping away the tear that slipped down her cheek.

“I’m sorry, I’m just so happy. I love you, I really love you. I think I might be a little tired too. Between you, appointments, and car crashes I’m beat.”

“Then lets go to bed my love” He lifted her off the couch and took her to his room. “I guess since you dont have pajamas here you’ll have to sleep naked. Oh damn” He said not even faking sincerity. It made Morgan laugh. They both undressed and crawled into the bed. Chase layed on his side with an arm around Morgan gently caressing her cheek. “I hope you sleep comfortably here. I’m holding you to your word that you’ll wake me up if you get up before me.”

“Don’t worry Chase I will. Besides here I’ll have no choice.” She smiled and he kissed her passionatly. He tounge dueling with hers. She took a deep breath when he stopped. “You’re kisses seem to always leave me breathless”

“Good, I hope they will forever have that affect on you” She felt like crying again and he could tell “Morgan, you can’t cry everytime I tell you how perfect you are and how I want to spend my life making yours as wonderful as possible” She clung to him pressing her head into his chest. He smiled and ran his hands in her hair and down her back. He almost felt like crying himself because of how happy he was. He loved the way Morgan made him feel. He was going to keep her this happy with him. Make sure she had everything she wanted out of life. It was the least he could do since she was lighting up his world.

They just layed there in his dark room holding eachother until he felt her go to sleep. He let out a happy sigh enjoying the warmth she was causing within him. He kissed her head then went to sleep. His dreams were filled with Morgan and hers with him. When he got up in the morning he was glad she wasn’t awake yet. He could surprise her with some muffins for breakfast. He moved smoothly out of the bed and walked quietly out of the room. He turned the oven on then began making the banana nut muffins.

Chase really hoped she liked those. He worked as fast as possible wanting them to be done before she came out. He poured the mix into the muffin pan then opened the over door to push them inside. He got some grapes out of the fridge and cleaned them. He then placed the grapes in a small bowl. Once the timer went off he got up and took two out of the muffin pan putting them on one plate together with the bowl of grapes on the side.

Chase hadn’t used his TV tray in awhile so wasn’t sure where it was. He was frustrated looking because he was so worried about her getting up. He so badly wanted to give her a nice breakfast in bed. He found it and set the plate on it. He got a small glass out of the cabinet and poured Morgan some Orange juice. He lifted it then made his way back to the room. She was still sleeping. He thought she looked adorable because of how she was laying.

“Morgan, wake up baby.” She pulled the blanket over her head and he laughed. “Aren’t you hungry?” She pulled the blanket back and smiled up at him. She sat up, the blanket falling in her lap. He almost dropped the tray as he stared at her breasts.

“I know they’re nice, but try not to drop breakfast.” His eyes jumped back to her face and he cleared his throat. She smiled and pulled the blanket back up as he sat the tray on the bed. “Smells delicious. I wasn’t aware that you could cook.” She teased.

“I’m good at a lot of things. You should know that by now.” He winked and she blushed. He picked up her muffin and held it up to her lips. “Bite.” He ordered softly. She took a bite and moaned with pleasure. “Good?”

“Oh yes, I’ve died and gone to heaven.” She smiled at him and took another bite. He plucked one of the grapes off the vine and popped it in her mouth. She bit the tip of his finger playfully and he inhaled sharply.

“You need to stop that until you’ve eaten all of your breakfast. We have plenty of time for other things.”

“Says the man with wandering eye syndrome.” He laughed and popped another grape in her mouth.

“Thank you so much for making breakfast for me” His eyes had wandered again but her smile brought his eyes back to her face. She had an amazingly sexy body but his favorite thing to look at was that sweet smile. She finished eat and he moved the tray off the bed getting on top of her. Morgan laughed they made love again. His room filling with her crys of pleasure. He could listen to it all day. Planned to even when they moved into their house together.

Chase kissed Morgan when they finished and got out of bed “lets look at possible homes from my laptop so we can stay in bed together.” He knew Sylvia was still his wallpaper so he opened it in the kitchen and deleted every picture he had of Sylvia. Chase was going to make sure he took some pictures of Morgan today to put on his computer. He walked in the bedroom and sat on the bed. “You didn’t have to change your wallpaper before coming in here. A picture of Sylvia wouldn’t have upset me. I know because it took you way too long to come back.”

“I need you as my background. Today I’m going to take a lot of pictures of you and of us together” He kissed her cheek. They looked at many homes online and then decided on three to check out. Chase called the relaters listed and was happy that he could arrange viewings for them same day. “we need to hurry and get ready. We’re going to see the first house in an hour. I’ll grab clothes and we can shower at your apartment so you can wear whatever you want for the pictures I take today.”

She pulled on her clothes from yesterday and they left his apartment. They hurried over to hers and jumped in the shower. He pulled her into him and nibbled a line from her neck to her shoulder. She had to stop him so they could get clean. They dressed quickly and he carried her out to his car. He kissed her before lowering her to her feet and opening the passenger side door. She smiled and got in. He closed the door and went around to the driver side, checking his watch and realizing they had to hurry. He got behind the wheel and pulled out of the parking lot. The first house was out of town, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Morgan enjoyed the ride, admiring the beautiful country side. She laced her fingers through his and he smiled. She could live for that smile.

Chase found the house easily. It was at the end of a long road with trees lining each side. Beautiful cherry blossoms bloomed and fell around them as a slight breeze blew through them. He rolled down his window, letting the sweet scent into the car. The house was a gorgeous three story victorian, painted a beautiful grey and tan. There was a tower on the right side that would be perfect for a library. He heard her gasp and smiled at the look of wonder on her face. “Do you like it?” He asked.

“It’s so much prettier than the pictures. There’s supposed to be a barn out back with stalls. We can have horses.” She answered, practically bouncing in her seat.

“We still have two other houses to look at.”

“Maybe.” He pulled to a stop and they got out of the car. She ran around and grabbed his hand and they headed up to the big wrap around porch.

He loved how excited Morgan was. The Realtor greeted them with a smile and took them inside. Morgan adored this house. She wasn’t even interested in the other two after looking at everything in this one. After they toured the outside the Realtor said “I’ll leave you two alone out here to discuss. I’ll be in the kitchen when you’re done.”

“Ok.” Chase said and the woman walked away. “I really want this one! It’s amazing.”

“I like it too. I think we should still view the other ones we picked out just to be sure. I want you to have everything you want. I’d feel better if you’d make sure you didn’t like the other ones better.”

“Ok then we’ll look. I’m confident this is the one though.” Chase kissed her “I can’t get enough of that look on your face” They walked to the kitchen together and told the woman they’d call after they viewed the two other homes they were considering. She gave Chase her card and exited with the couple. Morgan kept looking back as they walked away. Chase didn’t think she’d want one of the other ones now but he still had to be sure.

Morgan and Chase went through the other homes quickly. Morgans head was consumed with the first one so she barely cared viewing the homes. Chase laughed when they were done looking. “So the first one?”

“Yes”

“Ok” Morgan called her parents and gave them the relaters number. When Morgan hung up she turned to Chase and said “Mom says she’ll call us after she gets to a price with the woman.”

“Lets get something to eat in the meantime.” Chase had been hungry for awhile but wanted to let Morgan finish looking. They pulled up to a Steak and Shake and ordered. Morgans mom called about halfway through the meal “It’s yours honey! Now pick out furniture and email me everything you want. I’ll have it ordered and shipped tomorrow.”

“Wow mom! That is so wonderful of you.”

“I love you baby. I can’t make your appointments but I can do this for you.”

“I love you too mom” She looked overjoyed so Chase knew they had it. “she said to pick out all the furniture we want and send her emails of it so she can buy it. Mom said she’d get next day delivery so we can have the home tomorrow.”

“wow!”

“yeah, my parents can be pretty amazing.” They finished eating and went back to Chases apartment. He lead her into the bedroom and grabbed his laptop. Morgan rested her head on Chases shoulder as they looked. A couple hours passed and they emailed her mother everything they had chosen. “You should pick out a piano too and we can donate the one I have to the Orphanage Sylvia used to visit. You should have your own piano that you picked yourself and my current one will go to the children Sylvia adored.” Picking one out took until the sun went down but she finally emailed her mother one she just fell in love with.

“My goodness I am so exhausted. I never knew house hunting could be so tiring.” Morgan said and yawned.

“Do you want me order a pizza or something?” He asked as he set his laptop on the floor and slid it under the bed.

“No, unless you’re hungry. I just want to go to sleep. We have two apartments to pack.”

“Okay baby.” He took off her clothes then his and pulled her close. She rested her head on his chest and sighed with contentment. “What’s on your mind?”

“Just how fast everything is moving.”

“Too fast?” He was worried he may be pushing things. They had not known each other that long so it would make sense if she wanted to back out.

“Just fast enough. I may have too lie to my parents a little about how long l’ve been with you. They may have a heart attack if they know it’s only been a few days.” She smiled then kissed his chest. She felt him relax and almost laughed. “You thought I was going to tell you we should tap the brakes didn’t you?”

“Honestly, yes. I was afraid you were becoming overwhelmed. You’re everything too me, everything I’ve ever wanted or needed. I want as much of you as I can get. Even if that means living apart and slowing down. I want this life with you.” He brushed her hair behind her ear. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” She whispered as she drifted off. They woke the next morning and Morgan decided she would hire movers to pack both of their apartments and ship it to the new house. She went to her apartment and packed a suitcase then drove back to Chase’s. he was waiting outside his aapartment with his own suitcase. She wanted to spend as much time in their new house as possible. When the got there she checked the pantry and smiled when she saw her mom had had it stocked. The refrigerator was also full. “Lets have a picnic.” She said with a smile.

“Sounds perfect.” He pulled her into a kiss before finding a small blanket to lay in their yard. Morgan made some sandwhiches and cut up watermelon her mom had bought for her. Chase took it outside and they sat on the blanket together talking and laughing as they ate. Chase felt like he was in heaven. He was moving into an amazing house with a sweet and beautiful woman. Chase had never moved so fast in his life. He couldn’t help it with Morgan though.

He had already become absolutely addicted to her. It would’ve made him really sad if Morgan had told him she wanted to slow down last night. He would’ve done it for her but was glad he didn’t have to. Morgans cell started ringing. She saw it was her mom and answered. When Morgan hung up she looked at Chase and told him their new furniture should be arriving soon and the movers would have all their decoration, clothing ect over by tonight. Chase excitedly smiled “that’s great!”

Chase picked up and folded the blanket they used walking back inside with Morgan. When he set the blanket down Chase pushed Morgan against the wall. He kissed her vehemently unable to stop himself until they heard the doorbell ring. Even then it took a lot to pull himself away from her. He loved the look on her face. She looked flushed as she smiled at him. Honestly she was trying to hold back tears. Morgan had gone from always being alone to being passionately loved by someone. Not just anybody either. Chase was funny, handsome and making love to him was astonishing

She answered the door, her face still red. A really big guy looked down at her and smiled. Behind him was another guy and a moving truck. “Hello sir, one apartment already?” She asked.

“Yes, ma’am. The other should be around later.” He replied.

“We’ll get out of your way then.” Chase said. “Hold on just a second.” He went to his suitcase and pulled out his camera. Lets go to the barn.”

They left the door open and moved around the large porch to the back of the house. They crossed the large field, walking hand in hand. The sun was beginning to fall and it hit her face in a way that made it seem like she was glowing. It made her all that more beautiful. He let go of her hand long enough to open the large roll door and let the last of the sunlight into the barn’s dusty interior. The place was in good shape, had obviously been very well taken care of by the previous owners. “Lets take some pictures.” He lifted the camera and snapped a couple of quick photos. She laughed and he took another. She was so beautiful. She climbed up on one of the stall doors and struck a pose. He took many more before pulling her down and lifting the camera to get a shot of them together. She kissed his cheek as he pressed the button. “I plan on taking a lot more.” He said as he went through the pictures.

“Next time I’ll pose nude.” His cleared his throat then looked at her with an arched eyebrow.

“You better be careful or I’ll strip you down now. You never know when the movers might come looking for us to let us know everything’s been moved in.”

She blushed and backed up a couple of feet, her hand going to her chest. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Of course I would.”

Chapter Five

She laughed “You’re too much Chase. Please be good until the movers leave.”

“as long as you don’t tempt me.” He winked quickly snapping another picture of Morgan. “come back over here.” She went back to him and he kissed her on the lips snapping another picture. “I love you” he said as he pulled away. “I love you too.” They stayed outside together until the movers came out and said they were finished and the people with the furniture were there wanting to know what rooms they wanted things in. Chase went in with Morgan but let her decide everything unless she asked him to choose.

A few hours passed and everything was done. Chase told the movers to stay and ordered pizza for everybody. When dinner was over the men thanked Morgan and Chase for the meal while exiting through the front door to climb back in their trucks. They had done her apartment first and were going to do Chases tomorrow. It had been a long busy day but Morgan was so excited. Everything was so beautiful. She couldn’t have possibly been happier. She started to tear up when the camera flashed again “Chase”

“What? I like natural moments of you. Tomorrow I’ll ask one of the men if he’ll take some photos of us.” Chase got up popping the card into his laptop so they could transfer onto the computer. Morgan yawned. “I guess it’s time for bed” Chase smiled seemingly eager. “why so eager?”

“I’m just really happy and want to hold you in my arms. When it’s time for bed I get to have you close to me for hours.” Chase picked Morgan up entering their new bedroom. The mattress they picked out was perfect. “Oh my god I love this bed!” Morgan exclaimed as she tucked herself under the blanket. Chase smiled and got in next to Morgan pulling her against him.

He rolled her beneath him, his lips finding hers hungrily. He kissed his way down to her breasts, his teeth tugging at her nipples so she moaned and tangled her fingers in his hair. He kissed lower, his tongue dipping into her belly button. She writhed beneath him and he gripped her hips to keep her in place. His mouth was suddenly against her, his tongue spearing deep. She gasped, and his name was torn from her lips. She felt herself climbing higher and higher. He was unrelenting, absolutely merciless. Her back arched off the bed and she cried out as an orgasm rocketed through her. He was suddenly above her, his deep blue eyes burning with so much love and lust that it took her breath away. He laced his fingers through hers as he thrust into her. He held her gaze, wanting her to see what she did to him. He made love to her slowly, delighting in the way her eyes widened and her breath came out in breathy moans. He quickened the pace, his lips finding hers to catch every cry. They finished together and he pressed his forehead against hers, supporting his weight on his elbows, as he caught his breath.

“My goodness, thank god I have a nice new heart.” She joked and he kissed the tip of her nose.

“You definitely get mine going.” He untangled their bodies and lay next to her, pulling her into his arms and kissing the top of her head. “It feels like someone is beating on the inside of my chest with a hammer.” She laughed and kissed his chest.

“I’ll try not to give you a heart attack.”

They lay there awake, touching and kissing each other. Neither of them wanted to close their eyes. Morgan’s eyes lids grew heavy and no matter how hard she tried they finally drifted closed. He listened to her even breathing, his fingers sliding over her skin. He could get lost in her forever. She was such a temptation, so beautiful and talented and full of light. “Thank you for loving me Morgan.” He whispered to her. “I was nothing but a broken husk of a man until I met you. Never leave me. I don’t think I could handle losing you.” He kissed her hair and relaxed. Falling into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Morgan woke up to a loud knocking on the door.She quickly got dressed and ran downstairs .Her piano had arrived. The back door was the only one wide enough for them to get it in through so they carefully took it around back and set it up in their home. She thanked the men as they walked out the door then sat down to play. She let the music just take her away. Chases eyes slowly opened. He heard the music and saw Morgan wasn’t there.

He got up and put some clothes on before walking down the stairs quietly. He leaned in the door frame just listening to the beautiful music Morgan played. Each note flowing into him filling Chase with happiness and peace. When she finished the song he hugged Morgan from behing kissing her cheek. “You didn’t wake me up”

“I technically did with my music.”

“That’s true, I’ll let it slide this time.” Morgan laughed “Let it slide? There’s nothing you can do about me not waking you up when I get up”

“Oh there isn’t? I beg to differ my sweet.Chase put his mouth by Morgans ear to whisper. “If you do it again as punishment I’ll make love to you until you can’t move.” Morgan blushed as he turned her face to kiss her. “I’m going to make us omlettes” Chase said as he pulled away and walked into the kitchen. Morgan followed watching him cook.

“You’re sexy when you cook. A woman’s wet dream.” He laughed.

“Is that what you dream about?” He asked.

“Oh yes. You cooking, and cleaning, and ironing my goodness it just gets me all hot a bothered.” He looked at her and she giggled.

“I’ll have to remember that the next time I’m in the mood. I’ll just sweep and mop the floor.”

She crossed the kitchen and wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his spine. She loved the feel and smell of his skin. She kissed his back and started humming Sylvia’s song. “You don’t have too do that. I don’t expect you to play her music.” He said.

“I love that song. It’s so beautiful. I’m humming it because I want too, not because I feel obligated.” She gave him a squeeze and he turned to face her. She tipped her head up and smiled. “Don’t look so upset. I really love the song. I love playing it.”

“You truly are a miracle.” He kissed her then turned back to cooking. There was another knock on the door and Morgan hurried to the front door, pulling it open. It was the same movers with a moving truck full of Chase’s things. She smiled at them and directed them where she wanted everything. They raised their heads at the smell of breakfast and Morgan asked Chase to make two more omelettes.

“You don’t have to do that ma’am.” One of the movers said.

“Of course I do. Big boys like you need to keep your strength up. You move heavy things all day so you deserve a filling breakfast.”

“Thank you” The man smiled as she guided him to their bedroom. Chase finished cooking so the men paused so they could all eat. When they finished the men went right back to work. When every box was placed where Morgan requested it they left. Morgan went to sit on the couch and Chase followed. Morgan pulled out her cellphone to thank her mother again. Chase just played with her free hand through the whole call.

When she hung up he pulled Morgan into him so he could hold her “I love you. Are you really happy with everything? Can I do something to make you happier?”

“Everything’s perfect Chase”

“are you sure?” She laughed “I’d tell you Chase.”

“Please do. I really need you to be mine forever. If I lost you I really would fall apart, There probably wouldn’t be any saving me. I’m just so happy.” His words broke and he started to cry and he held her tighter. “If you’re happy don’t cry.” Morgan said softly “Never leave me please.”

“Nothing could ever make me want to leave you. You’re amazing and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been Chase.” He pulled back a little grabbing her face kissing her vehemently like he did yesterday. When he could bring himself to let her go they started hanging decorations and putting clothes into drawers. They had a great time doing everything. The day flew by and they almost had everything in it’s proper place. “we skipped lunch” Morgan laughed. Chase looked at his cellphone “yeah its dinner time now. Lets finish putting everything where it belong tomorrow ok?”

“Why don’t you cook and I’ll keep unpacking. The less we have to do tomorrow the better.” He kissed her and went into the kitchen. He pulled two steaks out of the refrigerator along with a couple of eggs. He pulled flour out of the pantry and poured some into a large bowl. He grabbed another bowl and cracked the eggs then beat them. He grabbed a skillet and poured oil in it then sat it on the stove and turned the heat on. He grabbed two potatoes, washed and poked holes in them then put them in the microwave. He cut the steak into strips, dipped them in the egg then in the flour and stuck them in the hot oil.

Morgan opened another box full of Chase’s things. She pulled things out, pausing when she found a large framed picture of Sylvia. She lifted it out, smiling. She went into the kitchen and tapped on his shoulder. “What do you want to do with this?” She asked.

“I don’t know.” He smiled.

“Did she have any family at all?”

“Just a foster family. I bet they’d like it. They haven’t seen her in years.”

“If you want to keep it I can put it on the mantle in the den.”

He shook his head, still smiling. “No, I don’t need it. Why don’t you go relax while I finish up here.”

Morgan kissed his cheek then took the picture back to its box. She sat down on the couch and switched on the TV. She flipped through the channels until she came across shark week. It was a rerun about the sharkman. She loved this episode and some times wished she could be pulled through the ocean by a shark. She heard Chase come into the living room and he handed her her plate as he sat down. She smiled at him, the food smelling delicious.

They ate happily watching the TV. “This is amazing. Thank you for cooking again.”

“I’m glad you like it.” When they finished their meal Morgan took their dishes to the kitchen. “I’m going to bed for the night. Are you coming?”

“In just a moment my love. I’ll meet you up there in a little bit.” She nodded and ran up the stairs. When he heard their door close he got up and went got on the desktop computer Morgans mom bought for the office in their home. He looked up Sylvias foster family getting their adress. He then found a box that was empty and placed the framed picture in it. He rummaged through the box the picture came from to find any other things he had of hers. When he finished he checked all the other boxes placing everything in the big box with the frame.

Chase worried that Morgan might lose her understanding and leave him if she had to keep seeing Sylvia. She was wonderful and he didn’t want to do or have anything that might risk the light of his life leaving him. His heart ached at the thought. He had loved Sylvia very much and he probably would’ve felt bad for it if Sylvia hadn’t pushed him together with Morgan but he actually felt even stronger for Morgan than he had Sylvia.

With what losing Sylvia had done to him he didn’t even want to imagine the turmoil of Morgan running out on him. When every box was looked through he held the last thing in his hand staring at it for a moment saying bye again. He taped the box up then printed a label. He had to work tomorrow so he’d just drop it off at the post office on his way. Chase could barely get up the stairs he was so tired. He had to really push himself to keep going through boxes but Morgan was too important not to. He finally made it up the stairs and smiled when he saw Morgan sleeping peacefully on the bed.

He got under the covers placing his head as close to hers as possible. He lifted her hand and kissed it then layed it on his cheek leaving his hand on top of hers. He fell asleep like that not even knowing he had stayed up until a little after three in the morning.When Morgan woke up she slid her hand off his face. She shook him slightly “chase” He didn’t move in the slightest. She tried again and still nothing. She decided he must have gone to bed late so she’d take a shower and then try again.

“Chase, wake up.” She stood there in a towel. He didn’t move a muscle. She went into the kitchen and got a glass of cold water then went back. “In three seconds I’m pouring this on your head. One…two…three.” She dumped it on his head and he gasped as he came up off the bed.

“What the heck?” He said and wiped the water off his face.

“I told you to wake up. It’s almost seven thirty.” He looked at the clock and jumped out of bed. He had forgot to set the alarm.

“Shit, thank you.” He got out of bed, kissing her as he passed her to go into the bathroom. “I have to get ready for work.” She followed him into the bathroom and leaned against the door frame.

“I never asked what you do for a living.”

“I teach at the high school. English.” He switched on the water and quickly washed and rinsed. He jumped out and dried, grinning when he saw her staring at him. “Enjoying the show?”

“I’m sorry what?” He laughed and pulled her in for a kiss. He didn’t want to go to work. He wanted to spend every moment tangled up in her, making love and letting the day slip by.

“I have to get ready for work beautiful. I love you.”

She let him go and went downstairs to make him a breakfast burrito. She wanted him to have enough energy to get through the day. He came down stairs as she was finishing cooking the sausage and egg mix. She put some on a tortilla with cheese and wrapped it. She handed it to him and he sat down to eat. “How did you become a teacher so young?” She asked.

“I worked hard.” He looked at his watch and swallowed what was in his mouth. “I’ve go to go babe.” He kissed her really quick and grabbed the box as he raced out the door.

He put the box in the back seat and drove off. Morgan made breakfast for herself then decided to finish unpacking so when Chase got home she could just be with him. When she entered the living room she was shocked to see that every box they hadn’t finished was cut open with some stuff sitting on the floor. She looked at the box where the frame was and the frame was gone along with a bunch of other things. She decided to ask him about it tonight.

Morgan unpacked, hung up, put away and broke down boxes until lunch time hit. There were only two left but her heart was racing so she needed to rest and eat something. She needed to take care of this heart. Sylvia had been so good to her. Not only did she let her have her heart Sylvia made sure she got with Chase and gave her musical talent. Morgan would always be grateful to Sylvia.

At school the teens noticed Chases change in mood. When he was collecting papers one of the girls said “What’s got gloomy Mr Cadwell in such a good mood?” He smiled “I just moved in with my girlfriend. Not that it’s any of your concern.” A boy named Tod said “is she hot?”

“That’s not appropriate Tod. Don’t make me send you to the principle.”

“Sorry sir” Chase looked at the clock as he went back to his desk. He still had three more hours until he could even start getting ready to go home to Morgan. The bell rang switching the class and he waved by as they walked out. Morgan napped after lunch then started unpacking the last two boxes. They were small so she was done with them in no time atall. By the time she was done it was ten minuets to three. She knew he had to be getting off soon. Morgan wished she would’ve asked him what kind of  schedule a teacher works.

Chase watched the clock. Time seemed to crawl very slowly by. He wanted to scream at the universe to hurry up. He wanted to be home with Morgan. He smiled as images of her flitted through his head. He could hear her bright laughter and see her warm smile. He noticed he was being stared at and cleared his throat. Morgan’s heart beat overly fast in her chest. She breathed, trying to calm it down. She started to panic. Her heart couldn’t be failing, not now, not now that she had Chase and their beautiful home. She found her cell phone and called him. He didn’t answer so she hung up and called again. She begged for him to answer and he did.

“Please get home. My heart.” She was trying her hardest not to cry. “Please hurry.” She felt herself getting dizzy and she passed out.

Chase’s breath caught in his throat. He just sat there staring at the phone. “Morgan are you there?” She didn’t answer and he knew something had happened. He ran out of the class room and to the office, explaining what had happened. They told him to go. He jumped in his car and dialed 911 as he sped down the road. It seemed like it took forever for him to get home. He ran inside, finding her on the living room floor. He lifted her into his arms as an ambulance pulled into the driveway. He carried her outside and lay her on the gurney. He jumped in the back of the ambulance, holding her hand. Once they were at the hospital he was told he had to sit in the waiting room. He clasped his hands together, praying she would be alright. He couldn’t lose her. He loved her too much. He begged god and Sylvia to help her live. Half an hour later her doctor came into the room. He stood, his heart thundering in his chest. “Is she alright?” He asked.

“Yes, she’s fine. She just overworked herself. She has too take it easy for a couple more months. Her heart is still getting used to being in her body. She can’t work out really hard or go on long runs or, and I must apologize for this, overwork herself during sex. She’s stubborn, but she has to take it easy.” He answered.

“Can I see her? Is she awake?”

“She’s sleeping, but if you take the elevator up to the cardiac ward, her room number is 203.”

“Thank you sir.”

Chapter Six

Chase hurried to the elevator and went up to the Cardiac Ward.When he got to the floor he rushed out of the elevator and into the hall . A nurse told him to slow down but he didn’t listen. When he saw her room number he quickly went in. He grabbed a chair putting it beside her bed. He gently placed her hand in both of his and started rubbing it with his thumbs. A few tears fell from his eyes. He felt so guilty because of the doctors statement about sex. He felt this was his fault. He just loved her so much and had wanted to give her a lot of pleasure last night.

He was angry and silently scolding himself for not thinking about the fact she had just gotten a new heart. He decided right then and there he was going to study everything about heart conditons and how to properly take care of yourself after getting a new heart. He couldn’t afford any more mistakes because he couldn’t afford for Morgan to die. He climbed into the bed and hugged her. He had to after the thought of her dieing played in his head again. Through his tears he whispered “I’m sorry Morgan”

Chase got off of her, he was glad she was still sleeping after that. He started deeply breathing to try to get his emotions under control. He didn’t want to send his own heart into failure. A nurse came in getting a shot ready to give to Morgan through her IV. She looked at the sad man sitting by Morgans bedside and said “young man she’s going to be ok. I don’t know how well you know her but our Morgan is a fighter. She has too much light inside her to die. All of the nurses and doctors here love her so much. Most people like her get miserable and depressed but not Morgan. Even when men would leave her she’d just tell me he wasn’t right for her. That her prince was yet to come. She would tell me what her life was going to be like and about the children she was going to have one day. I hope some man figures out how special she is.” The nurse gave Morgan the shot and exited the room.

The first thought she had as she became conscious was that she was dead. Her heart had failed and she had slipped away. She breathed, feeling the air fill her lungs and knew that wasn’t true. Her chest hurt like it was bruised. She breathed again and opened her eyes. She was in the hospital again. She heard someone murmur and looked over to see Chase asleep in the chair next to her bed. She tried talking, but her throat was so dry. She cleared her throat then said, “Chase.” Her voice was a whisper, but it woke him anyway. He looked around before his eyes settled on her and he got up and crawled in next to her.

“Oh Morgan, you’re awake. I thought I lost you.” He started crying, his head resting on her chest. She wrapped her arms around him, stroking his hair with her fingers too calm him.

“I’m alright, I promise. I worked too hard didn’t I?”

“Yes. I should have done more, I should have been looking out for you. This is my fault.”

“Hush now. I finished the unpacking on my own when I should have waited for you to get home. You didn’t do this. If you’re thinking you making love to me did this then you’re wrong. You’ve been gentle.” She kissed his forehead.

“When I saw you lying there, unconscious and unresponsive I thought that was the end. A few days of bliss just for them to be torn away. I was so scared.” He said, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.

“I know baby, I know. I’m okay now, you got there in time.”

“How can you be so brave?”

“I told you I’m just really stubborn. I refuse to go down without a fight. I wasn’t willing to leave you.” They just held each other until the nurse came in to check on her. She smiled when she saw Morgan awake and checked her vitals.

“I’ll tell Dr. Burgess that you’re awake. I’m sure after he sees how well you’re doing he’ll let you go home. Probably in the morning.” The nurse said and gave Morgan a hug before leaving.

Chase was trying really hard to stop crying. He held her tightly grateful she was awake. Chase hoped he could get a substitute teacher to take over for him for a few days. The doctor came in “You woke up fast Morgan. Not shocking when it comes to you though. How does your chest feel?”

“Bruised”

“That’s normal, what were you doing when your heart started into overdrive?”

“Unpacking. I just moved in with my boyfriend.”

“Congratulations, I’m so happy for you but you knew better Morgan. Why were you unpacking by yourself?”

“I just wanted everything to be done so I could just be with Chase when he got home.” Chase tightened his grip again. “No more of that, you are not to lift anything heavy. In fact I want you moving around as little as possible for awhile ok? Chase don’t let her be stubborn. Morgan is like a daughter to me and I will be very angry at you if she’s not taken care of.”

“George” Morgan said giving him a stern look “If you promise me you’ll be good I’ll have you discharged by morning ok?”

“Thank you. I promise.” He walked over taking out Morgans IV then exited the room “see Chase it’s my fault. Not yours that I’m here ok?” Morgan actually found herself a little worried he’d walk out like every other man in her life. This was always when it happened. “why do you have that look on your face Morgan?”

“don’t worry about it Chase.”

“What’s with that look?” He said a little firmer. “Just a little worried about you changing your mind about me. I’m such a handful. I bet Sylvia.” He kissed her “Don’t talk about Sylvia. Don’t ever even think about me leaving you because I’m not. I plan on forever with you. We’re going to get married and have kids and grow old together and hell maybe even get so old together we go nuts and drive the world crazy. You and I are forever. Nothing will change that. I love you at this moment now more than I loved her in the years we were together. I dont even feel guilty saying it because it’s the simple truth. She brought us together because she knew how perfect you were for me.”

Morgan started crying and he scooted up to hold her. He kept telling her to calm down, that everything was going to be okay. She couldn’t help it. He was so sweet and honest and loving. She clung to him, crying herself into exhaustion. He tipped her head up and kissed her, warming her with his gentleness. “There are no words to describe how much I love you, Chase.” She said softly and he slid his hand up to cup her cheek. He wiped away the the tears and her doubts.

“You look so tired, you should sleep.” Chase said.

“Will you be here when I wake up?”

“Of course I will. I’m not leaving you alone. Just close your eyes and rest baby.” She rested her head against his chest and gripped his shirt. She needed him to always be with her. This experience had been the most frightening thing in her life. Not because she was afraid of dying, but because she was afraid of never seeing Chase again. He had been so understanding, had stayed with her even though she was sick. He could have turned his back, walked away and saved himself a lot of panic. She knew it wouldn’t always be like this. Her heart just had to get used to being in her chest. She closed her eyes and let herself drift off.

Chase watched her sleeping, afraid that if he didn’t she might not wake up. He felt tears pooling in his eyes and let himself cry silently. She was brave even if she didn’t admit it. She never backed down, never let anyone down. She was beautiful inside and out, all honesty and blinding warm light that seemed to fill every dark corner until there wasn’t a single shadow left.

She slept until morning. Chase was still right where he had been when she fell asleep. She smiled at him and he smiled back. His eyes looked heavy with sleepiness. “You didn’t have to stay awake Chase.”

“I wanted to.” They held eachother until a nurse came in to check on her again. “I’ll be right back with your papers Morgan. Please don’t give us another scare. We love you but we don’t want to see you again” Morgan laughed. The sound comforting Chase. The nurse came back and told her that she could go home.When she was ready to leave Chase cradled her in his arms carrying her out of the hospital and into his car. He sat her down then went to his side. When they got home he carried her inside and into their bedroom. “I’ll make you some breakfast. Please don’t get up. I want you to yell for me if you need something.”

“I will” She said as she got under the covers. Morgan was glad to be home. Their bed was so comfortable and she hoped Chase would relax here. As he cooked Chase called the school. They found a substitute for him so he didn’t have to come in for a week. When he was done cooking he quickly went up the stairs with their food. He got in bed beside her handing Morgan a plate and fork. “I heard you on the phone. What was that about?”

“I have a week off now” He grinned “So does that mean for a week you aren’t going to let me do things?”

“I knew you were smart.” he winked at her. “You better still make love to me Chase.” He laughed “so it was good huh?”

“You’re amazing.”

She finished eating and he took her plate to the kitchen. He came back and crawled in next to her, pulling her close and switching on the TV. She just relaxed into him, watching cartoons. She suddenly remembered something important. “Why were all the boxes open yesterday?” She asked and he tensed. “Tell me.”

“I was collecting the rest of Sylvia’s things to send to her foster family.” He answered.

“Why do you keep trying to hide her?”

He ran his fingers nervously through his hair. “I don’t want you comparing yourself to her or thinking I am hung up on her. I loved her very much, but I love you more.”

“I know that Chase, I know how important I am to you.”

“I hope so because I was serious about marrying you and having babies. I want everything with you.”

She just hugged him and inhaled his very masculine scent. “I love you so much. I’m so glad I met you, so glad I have this heart and that I make you happy.” She lifted her head to look at him. “You are the most amazing thing in my life.”

“Right back at you baby.” He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. “This heart beats for you and only you.” They kissed each other, feeling whole for the first time in a long time.

THE END

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