Adrian disappears, and the nurse cleans Ash up. Minutes later, he returns with Owen. “Owie, come and meet your baby sister.” I pick him up and he stares at her, unsure what to say.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” I whisper in wonder.
He smiles broadly and sticks his little tongue out, as if pleased with himself. The nurse holds the baby to Ash’s breast and she slowly starts to suck. I smile softly.
I’ve never seen anything more beautiful; emotion overwhelms me, and I tear up again.
“What’s she doing?” Owen frowns.
“She’s drinking,” I whisper. “That’s how babies drink milk.”
Owen’s face falls in horror. “Well, yuck!” He frowns. “That’s just disgusting!”
The room breaks into laughter and I shake my head.
Only Owen.
Ashley- Nine years later
I stand at the kitchen window as I watch Cam. He’s out in the garden with the kids, chasing them with water balloons. They’re hiding, although Owen is sitting on the deckchair, watching as he chats on his phone to his little girlfriend.
We have five children—six including Cameron. He’s still a big kid and nothing has changed at all.
Owen is fifteen, Sophia in nine, Zander is seven, Spencer is five, and Juliet is eighteen months. I thought watching Cameron with Owen was heart-melting; you should see him with five of them.
We’re at Pemberley and, funnily enough, this is now Cameron’s favorite place in the world. We’ve added to the house and still live permanently in L.A. It’s getting increasingly harder to get to Pemberley now that Owen is older and has a social life.
One day, Cam and I will live here permanently. I wish our children could stay at this age forever. Joshua and Natasha’s children are in their late teens now and are giving them a run for their money, wild as all hell. They moved back to LA permanently and the kids have all began to work for Joshua in his office. Apparently they are sending Adrian and Joshua grey. All of the men in the office are after Jordana and Blake is chasing after everything in a skirt. Cameron and I think it’s hilarious…because it’s not us. I dread when our turn comes.
Cameron looks up and spots me watching him through the window, and he smiles sexily and makes his way across the garden. Before I know it he wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses me.
“Permet de se faufiler au lit.”
Translation: Let’s sneak off to bed.
He nibbles on my neck and I smile as I try to wriggle away from him.
“No.” I turn, and he takes me in his arms. I look up at him and he kisses me softly. “You know, you’re kind of all right for a farm boy.” My hands drop to his behind and I give it a squeeze. Everything is still gorgeous about my man; he’s only gotten better with age.
He smiles sexily down at me. “I’ll show you what a farm boy can really do.”
“Dad!” Juliet calls.
He rolls his eyes.
“Dad!” Zander yells. “Where did you go?”
He puffs air in his cheeks and looks out the window, and then smiles broadly as an idea comes to him. He ducks down and crawls through the kitchen and back through the house.
“What are you doing?” I ask as he crawls up the hall, towards the front door.
“I’m going to attack from the front. You were just my prop.”
I smirk. “Thanks a lot.”
“You’re welcome. Anytime,” he replies.
I watch through the window as he sneaks around the side of the house and starts running toward them and throwing water bombs from nowhere. The kids all scream and run.
His beautiful wild laugh echoes throughout the farm.
Life is good.
I’m the luckiest girl in the world.
THE END
Read on for a sneak peek of The Stopver
Due out September 26th 2019
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Releasing 26th September 2019
Chapter 1
“Can you move?” a voice behind me growls.
Startled, I turn toward the man behind me in line. “I’m sorry?” I stammer in a fluster.
“Did you want to get past?”
“No, I want these fucking idiots at the desk to hurry up. I’m going to miss my damn plane.” He sneers and I can smell alcohol wafting off him. “They make me sick.”
I turn back to the front. Great a drunk in the check-in line. Just what I need.
Heathrow airport is bustling. Bad weather has delayed most of the flights, and to be honest, I wish they would delay mine. Then I could turn