Page 13 of Tell Me You Love Me Again

“These are for you, beautiful,” he mentioned as he walked closer to the bed and sat them on the stand that was beside the bed.

“Thank you. They’re beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you,” he complimented, causing me to blush. “Does anything seem familiar about them?” he asked, and I shook my head ‘no’. Besides them being pretty, I didn’t remember anything significant about them.

“It’s okay, Snook. You’ll get it soon, baby.” He kept calling me Snook, so I assumed that was like a pet name he had for me.

“Does everyone call me Snook, or just you?” I asked.

“That name is just for me, baby. You’re my Snooka Baby. I just shorten it to Snook most times,” he revealed. I thought it was cute, but it still didn’t ring any bells.

“Has my family called back?” I asked.

“Nah, but I’m sure that they are on the way,” he revealed. “My brother and his wife will be here a little later, too.” I nodded.

“Uh, Gabriel. Do we have any kids?” I would hate to have kids and didn’t remember them.

“No, we don’t. It’s not for the lack of trying, though.” He smirked when he finished his last statement and my body started to tingle. Apparently, my body was very well acquainted with him. Before I could respond, the door came bursting open and my parents entered, followed by my sister.

“Oh my God, Chiara. Thank God you are okay,” my mother cried when she saw me.

“I’m fine, Ma,” I responded, shocking them. When she heard me refer to her as ‘Ma’, she jumped back and stared at me.

“I thought you said she lost her memory?” My sister quizzed.

“She did. Apparently, I’m the only one she doesn’t remember.” Gabriel sounded so sad that I couldn’t remember him. I was starting to feel bad because I knew this man wouldn’t be in here pretending to be my husband. My family seemed to be familiar with him, too. At his revelation, my parents looked back at me.

“Are you hurting anywhere, baby girl?” my father asked.

“I have a slight headache, but that’s all. I’m just thankful that I made it out of the accident.”

“Do you remember what happened?” my sister asked.

“No. All I remember was waking up here. I started to remember the accident, but not the details,” I revealed.

“So, you don’t remember where you were or where you were headed?” she asked again.

“No, I don’t. Do you know?” She sounded as if she had some information and if that was the case, I needed to know what it was.

“Uh, you were on the way out of town.” I saw her glance over at Gabriel before she began speaking again.

“Quita, let me talk to you for a minute.” He interrupted her. I looked at the both of them skeptically as they walked into the hallway, leaving just me and my parents inside of the room.

“Baby, did the doctor say how long you had to stay here?” my mother asked.

“No. They ran some tests earlier and told me he would be back later to go over the results with me. I hope it’s soon. I want to be able to get back to my life so I can start putting the pieces back together.”

“I agree. I also think that you need to come home with us until you get your memory back. You nee—,” she was cut off by Gabriel’s deep voice.

“Nah. She’s coming home with me where she belongs,” he stated.

“Do you think that’s a good idea?” my father asked. I looked between the two men and could tell that they both were alpha males, but it was something about Gabriel that let me know he wasn’t about to let my father dictate things.

“I’m her husband, so yeah, I think it’s the perfect idea.” He looked at my father menacingly.

“She doesn’t even know you,” my father countered.

“More reason for her to come with me to our home, where things are familiar,” he stated.

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