Some Kind Of Wonderful

Chapter Thirty Two: The Truth About Fate.

One week later...

Isabelle sat on her bed flipping through her family photo album. She stopped at a picture of Jaiden when he was born, he was asleep in his crib his tiny thumb in his mouth.

She smiled sadly and ran her finger over his face. It’s been a week since Jaiden walked out and he hasn’t been back or even called to let them know that he was okay.

“Hey babe,” Jordan greeted when he walked in to the bedroom. He sat down beside her on the bed and looked at the picture she
was looking at, Jaiden and Dayne grinning into the camera, with chocolate all over their faces.

“What happen to us Jordan?” she asked sullenly. Jordan lifted his eyes and looked at her.

“I don’t know belle, but we’ll make it through this, I promise.” He said wrapping his arms around her protectively.

“I just don’t understand I tried so damn hard to bring these kids up the right way.” She cried.

Jordan frowned and pulled her into his lap. “Hey, this is not your fault you did all you could for them, baby.”
Isabelle shook her head. “Obviously not enough, Jordan I strived to be the best mother for them and I failed them.” She sniffled. “I failed you.”

Jordan shook his head. “What are you talking about, you’re best mother in the world Isabelle and you didn’t fail anybody.” He assured her.

“How can you say that, look at us Jordan? Jaiden hates me and disowned me as his mother. Dayne’s off someplace drowning in his sorrows, and Leila...she’s a mother and she’s not even married yet. How can you sit there and tell me I’m a good mother when my children are falling apart. This isn’t the life I wanted for them.”

“Isabelle, they’ve grown up now. You can’t control them anymore than you can control the weather. They have to make mistakes to learn, this has nothing with their upbringing. You are an amazing mother; considering you never had one of your own you still did a fantastic job with these kids.” Jordan said pulling her dark strands out of her eyes.

“I feel like we’re falling apart, and that really scares me,” she whimpered. “I had to grow up on my own without a mom and I don’t want Jaiden to feel the pain that I did.”

“Baby, Jaiden knows you love him. No matter what he’s still our son and always will be, he’s just being stubborn right now but he will come around and come back when he misses his family. You’ll see.” Isabelle nodded burying her nose into Jordan’s neck.

“I really miss him.” She mumbled clinging to him desperately. Jordan sighed closing his eyes.

“I know baby, so do I.”

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Dayne stood outside a red door staring at the number 7 intensely. He had been standing there for the past ten minutes plucking up the courage to knock. He ran a hand through his hair and sucked in a deep breath holding it while he knocked quickly before he chickened out.

A moment passed then he heard footsteps approaching from the other side. The door open and he let out the breath he had been holding.

“Dayne, what are you doing here?” Fate asked in confusion her brows knitted together.

“You didn’t sleep with Jaiden when we were together, right?” he asked curtly. Fate grimaced.

“No, why did he say we did, I’ll kill him I swear.” She said quickly her brown eyes wide.

Dayne shook his head. “No, no he didn’t. I just needed to know.”

Fate looked beyond confused. “Dayne, why would you think I slept with Jaiden?”

Dayne shrugged leaning his shoulder on the door frame. “You really never felt anything for him at all?”

Fate arched a brow. “Yes I did.” Dayne straightened. “Annoyance being one of the many, no offence, but your brother is a sleaze.” Fate said crossing her arms over her chest. Dayne visibly relaxed. “What’s brought all this on anyway?”

“Jaiden and Eyvah were having an affair.” Dayne uttered glumly.

Fate gaped at him. “Oh my god, I can’t believe he would do that to you. What an asshole.” Dayne nodded. “Why don’t you come in?” she said opening the door further for him. Dayne hesitated at first but entered anyway.

He looked around the tiny apartment as he walked in. The walls in the hallway were painted red with pictures lines perfectly across it of family and friends. They entered the living room which was painted a soothing lilac. They moved over to the black sofa she had in the corner of the room and sat down.

Dayne watched his ex-girlfriend closely as she moved around the room in search of something. He missed her like crazy but he would never admit that aloud. Fate was the only girl that Dayne allowed into his heart, any girl he dated after her was just to fill the void she left behind.

Looking at her now he realised how much he still loves her. Over the past week he was driving himself crazy thinking about her, wondering if Jaiden slept with her too. He felt a flood of relief when she referred to Jaiden as a sleaze, not many girls would. He was far worse than a sleaze, he was a cheating scumbag and as far as Dayne was concerned he and Eyvah deserved each other.

Dayne let his eyes lazily take in Fate’s figure. He remembers every curve of her body, the feel of her smooth skin against his fingers. She was forever etched into his memory.

“Here.” She said holding out a glass to him. Dayne looked up at her and then at the glass of chocolate milk and smiled. “I know it makes you feel better.” She said with a shrug.

He took the glass, “Thanks, you and my mom are the only ones that know that.” he told her while looking into the glass.
A soft melody began playing in the room causing Dayne to jump startled. “Shoot, sorry I totally forgot that was on, I’ll turn it off.” Fate said getting up but Dayne caught her wrist stopping her.

“No, leave it.” She nodded and sat back down beside him her legs tucked under herself. Dayne didn’t let go of her wrist instead his thumb began rubbing her pulse point soothingly.

Fate closed her eyes for a moment relishing in his touch, her stomach began tying itself into knots. In the background ‘Somebody’s Me by Enrique began playing. “Dance with me?” Dayne whispered suddenly.

“What?” Fate asked.

Dayne looked up and met her eyes. “Dance with me?” Fate swallowed hard and nodded.

“Sure.” She said allowing him to pull her up to her feet. They stepped away from the sofa Dayne pulled her into him wrapping his arms around her tiny waist. Fate hooped her arms around his neck her fingers playing with the hairs there, they began swaying together slowly.

“You, do you remember me, like I remember you, do you spend your life going back in your mind to that time. Cause I, I walk the streets alone I hate being on my own and everyone can see that I really fell and I’m going through hell thinking about you with somebody else. some body wants you...”

Fate lifted her eyes and looked at him, their eyes met and for the first time since she left him she saw the sorrow in his eyes. Tears filled her eyes and she bit back the sob that was itching to get out. “Danie...I’m sorry...for everything.” She said dropping her gaze.

“I don’t understand Fate. I don’t understand why you left. I would have given you everything.” Dayne said in quietly in her ear.

Fate shook her head and looked up at him. “I never left you.” she said tears falling freely from her eyes.

Dayne stopped moving and looked at her. “What?”

Fate sniffled and stepped back breaking from his hold. “I didn’t leave because I was scared. I was taken away from you against my will.” Dayne looked at her with a frown.

“What are you talking about Fate?”

“My parents took me away by force. They threatened to go to the police and tell them you raped me and got me pregnant if I didn’t leave right away.” She explained and Dayne clenched his jaw.

“I don’t understand. Why would they do that?” he asked confused.

“My parents are strict catholic’s they didn’t care that you were a billionaire’s son. As far as they were concerned you were an irresponsible playboy who tainted their daughter.” Fate explained.

“I tried fighting them and telling them you weren’t like that, I told them you loved me and they said I was just a child and I was just being foolish.” She said wiping her tears away.

“Why didn’t you come to me and tell me they were threatening you?” Dayne asked taking a step closer to her.

“I couldn’t I was scared, as soon as I told them I was pregnant they made a call to a boarding school in England. They forced me to write you a note telling you I couldn’t go through with it and that I killed the baby.” She cried into her hands.

Dayne pulled her into him her as close to him as possible. Fate continued to cry into him her shoulder shaking. “Why, why didn’t talk to me, Fate. You could have called me I would have helped you.” Dayne said pulling her back and looking down at her.

Fate shook her head. “I was afraid; I couldn’t let my parents go to the police. I did what I had to do to protect you. We were both so young, we were underage and I know you would have gotten into trouble and I couldn’t let that happen...not to you.”

Dayne shook his head, “You didn’t have to do that. You should have come to me, told me what was going on I would have dealt with it. Didn’t you have enough faith in our love to know we would have made it though?”

Fate looked up at him through her tears. “I had faith, but I couldn’t let you suffer for my mistake.”

“It wasn’t only your mistake, Fate. It was mine too.”

Fate looked up at him with glossy eyes. “Dayne, I didn’t have an abortion.”

Dayne stiffened. “What?”

“I didn’t have an abortion. I had the baby.” Fate admitted.

“I don’t understand.” He said warily.

“My parents don’t believe in abortion. I had the baby but...they took him away from me just after I gave birth to him.” she cried.

Dayne froze. “Him?”

Fate nodded. “We have a son.” She said in between hiccups.

Dayne was too shocked to do anything. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Why do you think I came back? I tried to tell you but you wouldn’t talk to me you just kept pushing me away. Then you started dating Eyvah and I stopped trying because I thought you were over me, you said you moved on.” She said in tears.

“That’s no excuse, how could you not tell me you had the baby? Do you know what I was going through thinking I lost you both? The idea of you having an abortion do you know what that did to me?” Dayne snapped his blue eyes wide.

“I know, and I tried Dayne I did. I even called your house a few times but you were never home and your mother told me to stay away from you and to never call you again because you hated me and never wanted to see me again.”

Dayne blinked. “My mother?” Fate saw the pain in his eyes and fugured he must have thought it was Isabelle.

“Kat.” Dayne’s eyes turned icy.

“You mean...she knew?” Fate nodded.

“I told her and she told me to leave you alone, she said you washed your hands of me. She even offered me money to leave you alone.” Fate said sitting on the edge of the sofa.

“She did what?” Dayne asked annoyance evident in his voice.

“Dayne, I wanted to ask for your help, I’ve been looking for him for months and I can’t find him. I don’t know where he is.”
Fate cried. “I need to find him.”

Dayne moved over to Fate and perched down in front of her. “Who took him?” he asked quickly.

“My parents, I asked them so many time but they wouldn’t tell me. All they said was he was taken into care and was adopted by a family and he was well looked after.”

Dayne sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “Damn it, Fate, we could have avoided all of this if you just told me the truth.” He snapped.

“Don’t yell at me. I was busy trying to find my son, while you were here moving on with some cheating hussy.”

“What did you expect me to do Fate, you left me remember?”

“I never left you!”

“As far as I knew you did, how was I supposed to know you were taken away and had my child when you told me you had it
terminated?!” He retorted angrily.

“You have no idea what I’ve been going through. Do you know how hard it has been for me these past few months? Do you know how it feels to have the life you carried inside of you taken away from you only an hour after you gave birth to him. I went through all that pain and didn’t even get the reward after.” Fate cried.

Dayne frowned and took a hold of her shoulders. “Why didn’t you stop them, how could you let them take him away Fate?” he asked with a scowl.

“I didn’t have a choice, they took him while I was asleep.” She cried helplessly. “I was going crazy after I woke up and couldn’t find him.”

Dayne’s eyes filled with tears. “Shit, I’m so sorry, baby.” He said pulling her into his arms.

“You don’t understand I can still hear him crying at night. I can feel him. I read in a book that a mother can feel when her baby is crying or hungry because her breast tingles and I can... I can feel all of that Dayne I just want him back. He’s only three months old, I need him back please you have to help me.” she sobbed into his chest.

Dayne’s heart broke, “Shh, we’ll find him.” he said pulling her back to look at her. “I swear to you, we will find our son.” Fate nodded sniffling.

“I’m so sorry; I should have told you this sooner but--”

Dayne silenced her by pressing his finger to her lips. “Don’t apologise, it’s not your fault. If anyone’s to blame it’s our parents. Well your parents and my bitch of a mother.” he corrected keeping Jordan and Isabelle out of it.

“He was the last thing I had of you and I lost him too.” She said quietly looking away from him.
Dayne touched her cheek with the back of his fingers. “We’ll get him back, together. After we find him we can talk about us,
okay?” Fate looked up in surprise.

“Are you saying we might still have chance?” she asked with a little hope.

Dayne cupped her face and smiled sadly. “Let’s focus on finding our son first. I still can’t get my head around everything.

It’s a little hard to believe I suddenly have a son, you know?” Fate nodded and shifted to move off the sofa.
Dayne watched her leave the room with a frown. He figured he must have hurt her feelings so he followed and found her in her bedroom her was turned to him so he couldn’t see what she was looking at.

He moved further into the room and stopped at the foot of her bed. “Fate?”

Fate turned to face him tears in her eyes again. “Here, I took this on my phone just before he was taken.” She said holding out a picture frame to him.

Dayne swallowed the lump that suddenly clogged his throat. With shaking fingers he took the picture from her and looked at it. His heart thumped hard against his ribcage painfully. In the picture was tiny baby clad in a blue outfit across his chest written in bold letter were “If you think I’m cute you should see my Dad!” Dayne pressed his lips together to keep his emotions at bay. His son had dark blond hair peeking out from under his bobble hat.

(Leona Lewis, Bleeding Love)

“That’s the only thing, I have left of him. That and this...” she said holding up a bootie. “I put it on myself after he was born so his feet wouldn’t get cold, I found it lying on the floor, it must have slipped off when they took him.” she said her lips quivering as tears fell from her anguish filled eyes.

Dayne moved to sit on the bed with her. He once again took her into his arms allowing her to cry into him to find some kind of comfort. Her tiny body shook with heartbreaking sobs. “I tried to be strong; I even put on a brave face so you wouldn’t see through me. I gave up all hope of finding him, I tried to forget but I can’t. My heart’s bleeding Dayne, and it’s not going to stop until I find him.” she whimpered into his chest.

Dayne buried his nose into her hair and rocked her slowly whispering soothing words. After a while the sobs ebbed away and her body calmed somewhat. Dayne noticed her breathing had deepened, she’s cried herself into a restless sleep. She had the baby’s bootie pressed tightly her chest while she curled up against him.

He gently lifted her into his arms and placed her on the bed and watched her sleep a while. Fate curled up into a foetal position her breathing shallow almost painful; Dayne noticed tears streaming down her nose from the corner of her eyes. She was crying in her sleep.

“I’ll find him, I swear to you I will find our son if it’s the last thing I do.” He promised her quietly before dropping a lingering kiss to her temple. His blue eyes glazed over “I love you, Fate.” He whispered before he left.

Dayne didn’t know what to think or feel, all he knew was he had a son out there somewhere and he had to find him. With that thought in mind he took off home to confront his mother.

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Dayne walked in through the front door and walked over to the living room. He heard voices but ignored them as he made his way further into the house.

Once he stepped into the living room he stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes cold and filled with disgust. His mother, the woman that gave life to him was making out heatedly with some old guy who had his hands all over her.

He looked away and shook his head. “Mom?” he called out but neither heard him. “MOM!” he yelled loudly causing the two to jump apart startled.

“Dayne, what are you doing here?” Kat asked sitting up and glaring at her son.

“I live here, and for god sakes fix yourself up.” He said looking away. Kat quickly buttoned up her shirt and pulled her skirt
down.

Dayne looked at the man who was just making out with his mother and send him an icy look. “Get out.” He hissed dangerously. The man didn’t argue after noticing the menacing look in Dayne’s eyes he scampered off his tail in between his legs.

“What the hell did you do that for?” Kat snapped from her position on the sofa.

Dayne narrowed his eyes. “When are you gonna grow up and start acting like a fucking mother?” he snapped irritated.

Kat scowled at her son. “Watch your mouth Dayne. I’m not Isabelle I will not tolerate you speaking to me like that.” he warned him

Dayne shook his head. “You’re damn right you’re not her. I would never speak to her like that. Unlike you Isabelle cares about her kids she cares about me. But you...you don’t have a maternal bone in your body.”

“How dare you? I gave birth to you, you ungrateful little shit. Isabelle isn’t your mother I am when are you gonna get that though your head.”

“Never,” Dayne hissed. “Any fool can make a baby, but it takes a real woman to be a mother. I don’t care if you carried me for nine months, Isabelle was the one that fed me, and she was the one who sang to put me to sleep. When I was n hospital it was her who sat beside me the entire night, those are the things that make a mother not a twenty minute caesarean.” He spat hotly.

“Dayne I’m warning you.”

“What, what are you going to do?” He asked tauntingly. “You gonna hit me, trust me you can’t hurt me anymore than you already have. No wonder Dad chose to be with Isabelle, look at you. I’m ashamed to call you my mother.” He told her. Kat glared at him coldly.

“Why didn’t you tell me Fate called?”

“What?” Kat asked with a frowned.

“Why didn’t you tell me Fate called after we broke up?” He asked narrowing his eyes.

Kat shrugged. “Because, she had no right calling you, not after what she did.”

“And what gives you the right to keep from me that I had a son? What gives you the fucking right to offer her money to leave me alone?”

“Who told you about that?”

“She did, you had no right keeping that from me!” he bellowed.

Kat stood up from the sofa. “I was only looking out for you.”

“By keeping me from my son, this is exactly what I’m talking about, you have no fucking sense. I’m so fucking sick of you
meddling in my life, why can’t you just mind your own damn business.” He yelled furiously.

“You know what Dayne, I never wanted you to begin with so why don’t you run off back to Isabelle seen as she’s such a perfect mother and leave me the hell alone. I’m tired of your belly aching so take your shit and get out of my house.” She said crossing her arms over her chest showing no sign of remorse.

“I wouldn’t spend another night in this house if you paid me. I’m done with you, do whatever it is you wanna do and leave me the fuck alone.” He said and walked out. “I’ll pick up my stuff when you’re out.” He said loudly before he slammed the door shut.

Dayne drove back to his father house his mind in a haze. In the space of a week he lost his girlfriend, his brother, his mother and to top it all off he found out he has a son with his ex-girlfriend who he still happens to be crazy in love with.

He drove through the gates and parked his car beside his mothers Porsche Jeep. He stepped out of his car and locked it before strolling over to the front door and unlocking it.

He stepped in and closed the door leaning on it for a moment he felt the emotions he had bottled up inside of him slowly making its way to the surface slowly drowning him. Fates voice screaming in his head he slid to the floor and allowed the tears he had been holding all day fall free.

Isabelle heard the front door close and came out from the kitchen hoping to find Jaiden standing there but instead she found Dayne on the floor shaking tears drowning his pale face.

She hurried over to him. “Dayne?” she called out to him and when he looked up at her his blue eyes rimmed red she noticed the pain in his eyes. She perched down beside him and placed her hand on his cheek. “Baby, what is it?” she asked with concern.

Dayne opened his mouth struggling to find his voice. “I...I have a son.” He croaked tears rolling down his cheeks.

Isabelle’s eyes filled with tears and she looked at him in shock. “What?” she asked quietly.

“F-Fate.” He said and hung his head his body once again shaking with hoarse sobs. Isabelle sat beside him holding his larger body to her own smaller on his head fell into her lap while she comfortingly stroked his hair.

A few minutes later Jordan came out of his office and stopped when he heard voices. He followed it and came to a halt when he found his wife and son on the floor both crying.

Alarmed Jordan rushed over to them. He perched down in front of Isabelle who looked at him and shook her head. His eyes fell on Dayne who was shaking like a frightened child. “What’s going on?” he asked quietly.

“I’m not sure, exactly. He said something about Fate and--.”

Jordan closed his eyes and sighed. “Not again. Dayne, come on son. Let move to the living room and talk.” Dayne looked at his father and sat up nodding his head.

They all moved into the living room and took a seat. “What’s on your mind son?” Jordan asked with a soft tone. Isabelle sat beside Dayne and soothingly rubbing his back like she did when he was a child.

“I don’t know where to start.” He said quietly.

“The beginning would be a good place.” Jordan said with a sigh.

“I went to see Fate this afternoon.” He began and Jordan scratched his head and listened. “We got to talking about everything that happened between us. She never left me.” he told his parents.

Isabelle and Jordan shared a confused look. “What do you mean, honey?” Isabelle asked.

“She never left, her parents took her by force when they found out she was pregnant.” He explained sullenly.

“I don’t understand, why would they do that?” Isabelle asked again.

“Fate say’s her parents are strict Catholics so they didn’t want her with me. Apparently they didn’t care that I was a billionaires son because they thought I was a playboy who tainted their daughter.” Dayne sucked in a deep breath. “They threatened Fate, they told her if she didn’t leave quietly they would call the police, and have me arrested for rape.” Jordan frowned.

“What?” Jordan asked in disbelief.

“Fate got scared because we were both underage and left to protect me. She was sent off to a boarding in school in England
where she...” Dayne stopped and rubbed his chin. “...gave birth to my son.” Jordan and Isabelle looked at Dayne with matching expressions.

“Your...what?” Jordan asked stiffly. “I thought she got rid of it?” he asked in shock.

Dayne shook his head. “Nope, her parents don’t believe in abortion.” He told them calmly. “After she had the baby they took him while she was sleeping and put him up for adoption. She hasn’t seen him since, she’s going crazy looking for him.”
Isabelle shook her head. “Dayne are you sure?” she asked quietly.

Dayne nodded, “Yeah, I saw his picture. If you saw her mom she’s a mess. Worst part of it all is that I would have known sooner if Kat told me.”

“Kat knew?” Jordan asked his son. Dayne nodded in response.

“Yeah, Fate called her asking for me and told her that she had my son. Kat told her to leave me alone, told Fate I hated her and wanted nothing more to do with her or the baby. She even offered to pay Fate money to leave me alone. What kind of a sick person does that?” Dayne asked shaking his head in disappointment.

Isabelle scowled. “My God, she has a really twisted sense of morality.” Isabelle snapped angrily. “I have the right mind to go over there and slap her silly.”

“No point, I already had words with her. I’m sick of her meddling in my life. She had the cheek to tell me she never wanted me, like that’s gonna really affect me.”

“She said what?” Jordan snapped.

Dayne buried his face into his hands and groaned. “Dad, I can’t even worry about her right now, I have bigger issues to deal with like finding my son.” He sighed looking up showing his sorrow. “I don’t even know where to start.” He said with a shrug.
Isabelle squeezed his shoulder. “Don’t worry, you’re not alone, we’re gonna help you. We’ll find your son I promise.” Jordan assured his son.

“I was wondering if maybe I could move in with you guys. Mom kicked me out, not that I wouldn’t have left after this but...”
“Of course you can.” Isabelle said with a loving smile.

Dayne ran a hand through his hair and sighed tiredly. “Dayne, what are you going to do about Fate now that you have kid together?” Isabelle asked.

Dayne shrugged. “I still love her.” he said plainly. Isabelle nodded in response and leaned forward placing a gentle kiss to his temple.

“I know you’ll do the right thing.” She said with a meaningful look. Dayne caught it and smiled a little embarrassed.

“Am I missing something?” Jordan asked watching the interaction between his wife and son with interest.
Isabelle shook her head. “No, just a little mother and son moment.” She said bumping her shoulder with Dayne’s

Jordan frowned playfully, “What happened to the father, why am I not included in this little moment?” he joked. Isabelle shook her head and Dayne chuckled. If he could count on anyone to help him through any situation it was his parents. He didn’t have a single doubt in his mind that his father wouldn’t keep his promise

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“Okay, Mellibel. We made a deal right?” Marc asked his daughter who looked up at him wide eyed gurgling happily kicking her little legs. “Remember this is Daddy’s first time changing you so no peeing on me like you do to Mommy, kay?” He told her and got a ‘Agoo’ in return. Marc arched a brow not sure what to make of her answer. “How about we shake on that, hmm?” he held out his finger to her and she grasped it tightly with her hand pulling it straight to her mouth and chewing on it.

Marc pulled his finger back from her mouth and smirked. He lifted her legs and Melis kicked excited. Marc scowled. “No kicking.” He scolded her while pulling her bottoms off and unclipping her body suit to find her diaper. He grimaced when the smell wafted from her. “Jeez, what is your mother feeding you, Indian food?” he asked and Melis gurgled in response chewing on her fingers.

Marc opened the nappy and winced at the smell. He lifted her legs and quickly got the wipes and cleaned her bottom. He got a fresh diaper and opened it up he was about to place it under her when he felt warm liquid on his leg. He frowned and looked at his daughter kicking around excitedly. “Well, that’s just lovely. I’m never making a deal with you again. You...deal breaker.” He grumbled slipping off his pants he cleaned her off once again and padded her up again.

He lifted Melis into his arm and shook her slightly to make sure the diaper was secure before grinning. “Check it out, its stays on and everything.” Melis looked at him with wide violet eyes and grinned showing her gums.

Marc chuckled. “Are you flashing me your gums, Smelli?” He asked lying on the bed and hovering her above him like an airplane. He blew raspberries at her and Melis cackled flailing her arms and legs in excitement.

Marc brought her back down and placed her on his chest. Melis lifted her head and looked at him with innocent eyes. She let out a gassy burp and squealed. “Well, we gotta work on your etiquette that’s for sure.” He said with a chuckle.

Melis’s head flopped back down on his chest still unable to hold it up long enough on her own. Marc rolled over and placed her back on the bed while he looked down at her. He leaned forward and nuzzled her sides with his nose causing her to let out cackles of hiccupping laughter that sounded something like ‘He-he- hiiic-he-he-hiiic.’ Marc laughed deeply looking down at his daughter.

“Trust you to get your mother’s geeky laugh.” He mumbled amused.

“Don’t listen to him Mellibel; he’s just jealous he can’t laugh like us.” Leila cooed down at her daughter who beamed upon seeing her. Leila grinned placing a kiss on her forehead before kissing her boyfriend on the lips. “Hi.” She greeted him with a sultry smile dripping wet from her shower.

Marc groaned, “You look damn good when you’re wet.” He said looking up at her.

Leila leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Mm, I taste even better.” She said seductively. Marc felt his member jump to life.

“You tease.” He said coming up to his knees to reach her. “You just love to watch me suffer, don’t you?” he asked placing his hands at her waist and pulling her into him.

Leila bit her lip, “Guilty.” She purred locking her arms around his neck. “I love the way you look when you get all hot and bothered. It’s a real turn on,” she said her lips hovering above his own. Marc smiled sexily before pulling her in for a zealous kiss.

When they pulled back Leila was breathless and flustered. “Now look who’s hot and bothered.” He said and let her go. “By the way Mel threw up you might need to change her clothes.” Marc told her as he shuffled in the room.

Leila smiled at her daughter. “What did you do madam, hmm?” she asked reaching down to pull off her outfit when she spotted something clutched tightly in her hand. “What’s that in your hand, sweetie?” she asked prying the baby’s tight fist open.
Leila gasped when she found a diamond engagement ring sitting on her tiny palm. “Oh...My...God.” she said wide eyed.

Marc wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. “Marry me?” he whispered in her ear before he reached over and took the ring from Melis. “Thanks angel.” She said before turning a teary Leila to look at him.

“Leila Callaway, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” he asked again.

“YES!!!”

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A/n Yeya! I love weddings.

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