Some Kind Of Wonderful

Summary: Guess whose back? Yeah you got it right Isabelle and Jordan are back once again but this time with a full house and new troubles and problems to deal with. We are now 18 years into the future where their children are all teenagers.

Jordan Callaway: 46 years old father of three took over his father's business empire once he retired. Jordan who was once known as America's hottest male is now known as the Hottest Business Tycoon.

Isabelle Callaway: 41 years old mother of two, Leila and Jaiden. Isabelle has dedicated her life to her two children and gorgeous husband. She works at a children's hospital caring for mentally challenged children. Isabelle is well known for her motherly attitude and is well respected as the wife of Jordan Callaway and the mother of Jaiden Callaway.

Leila Tyler-Callaway: 23 years old, Leila is now at university studying fashion in hopes of moving to Italy and starting her own fashion line. She is overly protected by her father and brothers Jaiden and Dayne.

Jaiden Andrew Callaway: 18 years old, Jaiden senior in high school, is extremely popular and well known for his player ways. He and his half brother Dayne have taken over their fathers modelling career and become the world's most eligible bachelors.

Dayne Callaway-Gates: 18 years old, Dayne is three months older than his half brother Jaiden. He is also a senor in high school right along side his brother. The two are known to run the school by their charms, hot looks and very different personalities.

Got that...good! So shall we get on with the story?

Some kind Of Wonderful!


Chapter One: Madhouse!

"No!"

"Oh come on, just one...please?"

"Isabelle, I said no." Jordan said trying to sound firm but failed miserably.

Isabelle pouted. "Just a little one, I promise it won't hurt." She pleaded.

Jordan gave his wife an incredulous look. "Oh sure, just like the last time you promised. Isabelle you left a bruise the size of Asia." Jordan said in a matter-of-fact manner.

"I promise I'll be gentle baby, please?"

"What is your obsession with my butt all of a sudden Isabelle? It hurts and you don’t go about biting gently." Jordan laughed. "I love to be dominated as much as the next guy, but you...you bite like you wanna rip the flesh off or something."

"Hey, you bite my butt all the time; you don’t hear me crying about it." Isabelle said reaching over to grab at him but Jordan swatted her hand away while he continued to wash his body.

"Baby, I don't bite you half as hard as you bite me. If I did you would cry on the spot." He told her reaching for the shower gel.

"I do not bite that hard. Besides it's not my fault you have such a cute and shapely tushy."

"I do not have a cute tushy, Isabelle. It's sexy and firm." He corrected.

Isabelle grinned and pressed herself into him. "Exactly, which is why biting it is so damn tempting and yummy." She said reaching over and spanked him...hard!

Jordan hissed and grabbed her arms holding them up over her head with one hand while he pinned her to the wall of the shower. Using his other hand he grabbed her ass and squeezed hard.

Isabelle closed her eyes and yelped as her husbands strong hands cupped her left cheek and spanked her straight after leaving a mark behind. "Hurts don't it, darling?" he said hoarsely while brushing his lips over hers.

Isabelle opened her eyes and looked up at him. She opened her mouth to say something to him but was abruptly cut off.

BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!

"DAMN IT JAIDEN, GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM!" Leila's shrill scream came from down the hall.

Jordan pulled away and let go of Isabelle with a grin who sighed heavily. "And so the morning begins." He said before placing a kiss on her sweet lips and stepping out of the shower.

Isabelle watched as her husband of forty-six stepped out of the shower looking every bit as edible as he did when he was twenty. She whistled at him as he reached for a towel to wrap around himself.

Jordan looked back and grinned roguishly at his wife before he turned and walked out of the bathroom singing. "Baby girl, you know you’re my sexy looooove!"

Isabelle giggled like a teenager and shook her head while she washed herself and hummed the tune to the song her son was listening to a lot these days.

Meanwhile in another part of the house Leila was ready to tear her hair out in frustration. "JAIDEN...?" she shrieked pounding on the door with her fist. "YOU DOOFUS, GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM!!!"

"Get lost Leila, I'll be out when I'm done!" Jaiden's deep voice called from the other side of the door.

Leila's face turned red from anger and she pounded on the door harder. "You've been in there forever, what the hell are you doing?" she said through gritted teeth.

"Um, I'm taking a shit. What the fuck do you think I'm doing?" he spat from the other side.

"What the fuck, are you shitting out oblivion or something? I have a brunch date you spaz, hurry up. I need the freaking shower."

"Use the bathroom in your room nitwit and stop bugging me!"

Leila growled and kicked the door. "I don’t have a power shower in my room, and my hair dryer and accessories are in there you dipshit! GET OUT!"

Jordan stepped out of his bedroom wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a black t-shirt. He winced when he heard all the shrieking "Hey, what's all the fuss about out here?" Jordan asked his daughter who looked livid. Her usually light blue eyes were a darker shade of blue showing her current state of anger.

"Jaiden's hogging up the bathroom, he's been in there for over an hour, daddy. I have a date in less than hour." Leila explained with a huff.

"It's eleven in the morning, who goes out on a date at eleven in the morning?" Jordan asked with a frown.

"Daddy it's called a brunch date." Leila informed him.

"Again, what kind of a guy does brunch dates?" he asked.

Leila scowled at her father just as the bathroom door opened. Jaiden stepped out with a cheeky smirk on his handsome face, with a towel wrapped around his waist. Jaiden stood at 6ft2 with a lean muscular build. His dark hair cut short which he usually styles with gel or wax which gives him a messy but sexy look. His eyes are a mixture of blue and grey, and they tend change according to his mood, like when his happy they turn an amazingly startling blue, when his angry or upset they turn stormy grey.

"Yeah Leila, what kind of guy does brunch dates? What is he a fag?" Jaiden mocked his sister who sent him a withering look.

"Adrian is a really nice guy, and is in no way a fag. Not all guys are as dense and narrow minded as you, moron." Leila spat at her younger brother.

Jaiden laughed. "Isn't Adrian, a chick's name? You know, they say a persons name say's a lot about who they really are." Jaiden said with an arrogant smirk.

Leila rolled her eyes. "Oh really, and I wonder what yours says about you?"

"That I'm fabulous of course," Jaiden said with a grin and Leila scoffed and hit him upside the head. He scowled "Hey, don't hate the player, hate the game." He said proudly and walked off into his room where second's later loud music began filtering through the house.

Jordan smiled at his son; it was amazing how much of himself he saw in him. Jaiden was good looking and he knew it. He was at times self-centred and arrogant, but deep down he really cared about his family, and would go out of his way to destroy anyone that hurts them.

It was the same with Dayne. Even though the kids know that Dayne isn’t their full brother they never treated him any differently. Isabelle always treated Dayne like he was her own son. He even calls her mom, because growing up she showed him the same affection she did Leila and Jaiden.

Leila growled and entered the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind her. Jordan laughed and shook his head in amusement, but jumped when he felt a pair of arms circle his waist. "What was that all about?" Isabelle asked with a smile.

"Oh you know, the usual morning at the Callaway manor." He said gazing lovingly into his wife's eyes. Isabelle sniggered and stood on her tippy toes and kissed him full on the mouth.

Jordan groaned and hungrily pulled her closer deepening the kiss. "One of these days, I'm going to ravish you Mrs Callaway." Jordan mumbled into her mouth and she sighed in response.

"Ahem!"

The lovers broke apart and looked behind them to find Jaiden stood with a disgusted expression on his face. "God you guys are gross, I have officially lost my appetite." Jaiden muttered and shook his head.

Isabelle grinned, "Oh I see, but its okay when we have to watch you slobber all over the girls you bring back here?" Isabelle said with an arched brow.

"Mom, I do not slobber. Besides that’s different, I don’t like to think about my parents doing it, it's disturbing you know?" he said with a grimace.

Jordan laughed. "Well, how you think you got here champ?" he asked with a smug grin lifting Isabelle and hoisting her over his shoulder. Isabelle shrieked and laughed.

Jaiden shuddered. "God, when are you guys going to start acting like an old married couple?" he asked as his father walked down the hallway with his mother in his arms.

"Hopefully never...!" Isabelle said in between giggles and yelped when Jordan bit her as he took them to the kitchen. "Ow, Jordan Callaway you put me down this INSTANT!"

Jaiden shook his head but couldn’t help the smile that pulled at his lips. As disgusting as it was to see your parents kissing and be all loved up with each other, Jaiden couldn’t help but be happy for them, and hope that one day he would be just as happy and crazy after 20 years of marriage.

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"Leila BREAKFAST!" Isabelle called out to her eldest as she served up breakfast on five separate plates. Jordan and Jaiden who were already seated at the table began wolfing down their breakfast while reading the news paper.

Leila came into the kitchen freshly showered and dressed in a white mini skirt and red tank top. "I'm not staying for breakfast, I have a brunch date." She informed her mother while pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

Isabelle frowned and placed her hand on her hip. "Uh, at eleven o clock on a Saturday morning?"

Leila nodded taking a sip from her glass. "Yeah mom, Adrian works at night. So we scheduled a early lunch date." She explained pulling out her compact and checking herself out in the mirror.

Isabelle nodded in understanding. "Okay, sweetie, just be sure to be home for three o'clock. We have a barbeque and your grandparents will be here so please don't be late." Isabelle informed her eldest who nodded. "And sit down and have something to eat, please. You know I hate it when you kids run around with an empty stomach." she added and Leila began to protest, but one look from Isabelle and she sighed in defeat and took a seat beside her father.

"Hey, Lei, why don't you bring Andy along to the barbeque later?" Jaiden suggested with a sheepish grin.

Leila choked on the toast she was eating, and sent a withering look at her brother. "It's ADRIAN, you dolt. And hell no, I just met the guy and the last thing he needs is you, Dayne and dad interrogating him." she said in annoyance.

"Who are we interrogating and when?" A deep voice said from the kitchen entrance. Dayne smirked lazily at his family who were gathered around the breakfast table just like every morning.

"Lei's new boyfriend... Andy." Jaiden said with a smirk similar to his brothers. Dayne's blue eyes twinkled with mischief as he strolled to the table and sat beside his younger brother. He swiftly leaned over and gave Isabelle a kiss on the temple before starting to eat.

"It's ADRIAN, you imbecile." Leila grumbled. Jaiden chuckled at her annoyance.

Isabelle ignored the two siblings banter and turned her attention to Dayne. "Good morning, honey. You're late this morning? Where you been?" Isabelle asked eyeing up her eldest son with suspicion.

"Good morning, mother dearest. I just had a late...um morning." He said after swallowing his mouthful of eggs.

"Looks that way too, weren't you wearing that outfit to the club last night?" Leila asked with a raised eyebrow. Dayne looked over to his younger brother who snickered.

"Um, yeah I was actually. I kind of didn't go home last night." Dayne said avoiding the curious look everybody was giving him.

Jordan smiled and placed the newspaper he was reading down and regarded his son. "Explains why your mother felt the need to call and leave seventeen messages on my cell last night."

"She called me too, six times." Isabelle said sipping her coffee gingerly.

"Me too..." Jaiden and Leila said in unison.

"And me..."
Dayne cleared his throat and shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "She called me constantly most of last night, but after the seventh call, I kinda turned my phone off and ignored her. That is until this morning, when I listened to all of her thirty messages she left over the night."

"Wow, possessive much?" Leila said with a scoff.

Dayne nodded. "Yeah, she's been that way since her latest boyfriend dumped her. She's kind of clinging to me for support at the moment. I'm trying to comfort her but there's only so much I can do for her, you know?"

Isabelle placed her hand on Dayne's for supports. "She's just lonely, honey. I mean you're the only person she has left. And as a mother it's her duty to be concerned about you."

Dayne scoffed and mumbled something under his breath before nodding and smiling sadly at Isabelle. He cleared his throat, "So when do we meet this Andy?" He asked with a grin when Leila growled in fury and kicked him in the shin under the table.

"Shut up, I swear, I will never understand how I managed to get you two knob-heads as brothers." Leila said and stood up from the table ready to stomp away.

"Hold it!" Jordan said grabbing her wrist and pulling her back. His brown eyes examined at his daughters outfit and he scowled. "What is this?" he asked gesturing to her outfit.

Leila bit her bottom lip. "It's called an outfit daddy."

"Really, where's the rest of it?" he asked sternly. Leila rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest in a huff.

"Dad's right, Lei, you are not leaving the house wearing that." Jaiden said with his protective brother scowl.

Leila looked at her brother and was about ready to yell at him when, Isabelle stepped in. "Leave her alone, she's old enough to wear what she likes. She's twenty-three years old, Jordan not twelve." Isabelle scolded her husband and son. "Leila honey, go ahead and be back by three please."

Leila smiled and poked her tongue out at her brother before kissing her mother and sashaying out of the kitchen.

"Isabelle-" Jordan began but Isabelle cut him off.

"Jordan, she's an adult. You can’t control her anymore. If you keep pushing her she'll resent you for it later." She told her husband and turned her gaze to her sons.

"And you two, I want you to try and give her some respect. She's older than you and she's not stupid." Isabelle told them.

"It doesn’t matter how old she is, mom. As her brothers it's our duty to look out for her. Anyone messes her around or hurts her in anyway, they'll have to deal with me." Dayne said with a serious edge in his voice.

"D's right, anyone hurts her and I'll kill them without so much as a second thought." Jaiden agreed.

Isabelle sighed and smiled at both her boys. "I know you boys will go to the end of the earth and back for your sister, and I love you both for it so much. But you have to let her make her own mistakes. She will get hurt, she will have her heartbroken, but it will only make her stronger. Remember that."
"We will mom, but for now we're gonna get going. We'll be back before three to help dad with the barbeque." Jaiden said sliding out of his chair and kissing his mother on the cheek.

Dayne followed Jaiden after kissing Isabelle's forehead lovingly. "Alright, try not to break too many hearts boys." She called after them and heard the boys chuckled.

"Don't worry, we won't!" She heard them call back before the front door closed indicating their exit.

Suddenly the house became deafeningly silent and Isabelle didn’t like that one little bit. She was so used to having some kind of racket going on in the house that it was unusual when it was quiet. Growing up the boys would fight and wrestle each other, or do something to annoy Leila who would in return scream at them.

Isabelle didn’t like the idea of an empty nest...

"Hey baby, what you thinking about standing there all by yourself?" Jordan asked coming up behind his wife and wrapping his strong arms around her tiny waist.

Isabelle smiled and leaned into him. "I was just thinking how disturbing it is to have the house this quiet."

Jordan nodded but grinned turning her to face him. "I know baby, it is weird isn’t it? Years ago I would have killed for some peace and quiet around here, but somewhere along the line I think I've grown quite fond of their banter." He said with a chuckle.

"Me too, but what are we going to do once they all leave, Jordan?" she asked her anguish evident in the depths of her blue eyes.

Jordan smiled, bringing up his hand to caress her cheek lovingly. "With our luck, they'll never leave. Don't get me wrong, they're all great kids, but at the same time they're all a bunch of bums." Isabelle laughed heartily.

"They really are." she agreed.

"Now, I have an hour before I have to meet Gary for golf. So what do you say, we go upstairs and make some noise to kill this unwanted silence?" he suggested with a sheepish smirk.

Isabelle bit her lip, "But I have to clear the table."

Jordan shook his head, "Do it later, or leave it to the maid." he mumbled leaning forward to nuzzle her neck.

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Isabelle moaned and clutched onto his shoulder when her knees shook and suddenly turned to jelly. "Mmm, I think I'll have to take you up on that offer." She said before Jordan hungrily snatched her mouth with his and lifted her into his arms.

"That my darling wife is a very wise choice." He mumbled before sealing their lips together again and taking them to their bedroom.

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Hey, i'm back! So heres the first chapter of the sequel. There will be some new characters introduced in this story. Anywho, tell me what you think...REVIEW!!!