The Best Friend's Contract

As soon as they see the smile on my face, they begin to thank me as their eyes are wet with tears before praising the Lord, leaving me to watch their every movement; liking how their belief is such a beautiful thing to watch, somehow they know that they depended

everything on something.

Truth be told, this is my favourite moment of all, when their faces just light up when a surgeon walks out of the room with a smile, assuring that the surgery went well. As if everything changes, their lips curve up into a wider smile and they begin to ease themselves down. Another precious moment is when a newly-known father walks out of the room, telling the gender of the baby with tears in his eyes as the whole family begins to cheer for their new family member. I've once watched the scent multiple times, during my night shift, just to see how life is full of meanings. We're all capable of making something as beautiful as that and the look on their faces are what matters most, they were all happy, thrilled.

I excuse myself as I make my way down the hallway, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear before meeting a middle-aged man begins to hug his grandchild, leaving me to think that there's a lot more to see if I just look at the positive side.

"I heard you did well with the monitoring," I turn to see Lucas smiling down at me as he's also standing in his light blue scrubs, leaving me to think that he just got out of a surgery, too.

"I deserve a promotion, now." I joke and he starts to laugh, "You were performing a surgery?" I ask, seeing him wiping away a couple beads of sweat on his forehead as he nods. He clears his throat, "Twins. They were beautiful,"

"Well, congratulations to the both of us." I pretend to be holding a glass of wine as I lift my hand up, receiving myself a chuckle from him before he starts to join me; our hands meeting up.

My eyes wander around to meet a familiar figure which surprises me, "You're still here?" I ask, causing Lucas to turn and follow my gaze; as Aidan starts to make his way towards me, pecking onto the side of my face before placing his hand at the back of my waist. "I was at the office," He replies.

"Aidan, this is Lucas. Lucas, this is Aidan." I introduce them both to each other as they begin to shake hands, my eyebrows furrow at the sight of Aidan's firm handshake which is quite normal when he's meeting clients and colleagues but I decide to let it slide. Lucas smiles, "The husband, right?"

"The friend?" They hold their gazes for a few seconds longer before they begin to let go of each other's hands, causing Aidan to stand tall without even bothered to look away while I feel like I'm standing in between of a glaring contest. "Also an obstetrician," Lucas adds.

"I've heard. You're quite known for your work," Aidan replies.

Lucas, on the other hand, starts to chuckle. "Not quite as known as you. You're the successful man here that was the talk of the hospital for awhile when you two got hitched," He says. "I'm sure I'm just an obstetrician who makes hundreds of thousands per year while you make millions,"

"Billions," He corrects which causes Lucas to stare at him in surprise.

"Remind me again not to mess with you," Lucas begins to joke as they both laugh, even though I know by the look on Aidan's face, he seems to be putting on a perfect act. "Well... I better get going. It was a pleasure meeting you," He adds before smiling at me and heading towards the other side of the hallway.

I furrow my brows as I look up at Aidan, "Seriously?"

He turns towards me, "What?"

"You seriously make billions per year?"

The smirk on his face grows wider, "I donate a hundred million dollars to this exact hospital, annually. I can't just be making millions because that would actually make me go broke," He replies.

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impressed or confused at how many zeros you have in your bank

account, I chuckle as we both begin to walk down the hallway, a couple of nurses glancing at our direction as soon as they realise who m walking with; one of the well-known billionaires in the city or more likely, the world.

"Actually... Kenna, are you free tonight?" He asks as we both stop near the elevator, causing me to look up into his brown eyes as I see him starting to clench his jaw; something he would do if he gets pretty nervous.

I smile, "Is Aidan Gabriel Ashton asking me out on a date?" My lips curving up into a wider smile as he starts to chuckle, revealing his perfectly straight teeth as he tries to hide away the redness creeping up on his cheeks.

"Is Kenna Anne Ashton going to say yes?" He raises an eyebrow, making me swoon at my last name; knowing how we're just smiling at each other as we stand here while I think of how we're legally and somewhat married. How can I be this lucky to get a man like him? "What if I say no?" I tease.

He leans closer, "I'll have to go down on one knee."

My heart flutters at the sound of his voice as I grab onto his hand, gripping it and nodding, without even needing to utter words. "Well... where exactly are you taking me out for dinner? Am I allowed to wear my scrubs?" I joke at the end.

"There's something in your closet. Head home and Gerald will pick you up around eight," He replies.

"You could've just called me to say this," I respond as he starts to let go of my hand, slowly taking a few steps back as he grins.

"Can you blame me? I wanted to see

your face," He says as he starts to make his way out of the hospital, his head turning to glance at my direction for a couple of times

before completely disappear net

out

of sight-leaving me to jump n joy in the middle of the hallway as patients and doctors pass, looking at me, weirdly.

"Sorry," I mutter with a smile plastered on my face, liking the new us.

As soon as I'm home, I immediately make my way towards my room before pushing the door open and quickly running inside my walk-in closet, seeing a big box in the middle of the room. My eyes widen at the sight before opening the box revealing a gold mixed with silver dress that seems to compliment my skin tone as I run my fingers across the material, liking it.

I look at the note on the dress before reading it:

You'll look beautiful like you've always been.

-- Aidan (hubby)

My laughter erupts the room at the word 'hubby' before smiling to myself at the beautiful dress and how it would define my body shape perfectly. Within seconds, I'm already running towards the bathroom to cleanse my skin and apply an appropriate amount of makeup to make sure I look as appealing as I can be.

When I'm done, I stare at myself in the mirror; seeing how the dress suits me very well, Aidan did a great job at choosing this dress on whether he had a few help from other people or not but I can't help but fall in love with myself, hoping he might fall in love with me more than he has.