"Congratulations to the newest parents in San Francisco!" Mrs. Allen, Seth's mother, screamed as she jumped into the room suddenly, startling the two people who were too busy ogling one another to even listen for footsteps.The loud scream seemed to bring Seth out of the dazed waves he placed himself in. Isabella oh the other hand quickly placed her exposed breast back into her dress since the baby in her arms had stopped crying."You forgot to mention Los Angeles too." Mrs. Rogers added to it as she popped in also.The two of them were oblivious to the interruption they caused between the two couples."Yeah, that's right." Mrs. Allen nodded her head in support.Mrs. Rogers clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth to annoy her friend, B. When the other woman growled at her softly, she smiled and turned to her daughter. That was when she noticed the thick tension in the air."Were you two fighting again?" She asked as she looked from her daughter to Seth."No, mum," Isabella answere
Exactly a week later, Isabella, the newborn babies, Mrs. Allen, Mrs. Rogers, and Seth all filed into the Toyota Camry car that Seth had driven to the hospital that morning to pick them all up since Isabella and the babies got discharged earlier that morning."Are you happy now that you and your babies got discharged as you wanted?" Mrs. Allen asked Isabella who simply nodded."Yes, I am," Isabella answered. God knew that she hated hospital and she was already more than tired of her stay at the hospital. When no one had listened to her when she kept hinting that she wanted to be discharged, she had gone to the doctor's office to get herself discharged. But then, the doctor in charge told her that Seth had already gotten her discharged.That was thoughtful of him on his part, if she wanted to be honest with herself. But still, it doesn't mean that she wanted to have anything to do with him or even allow herself or her babies to be within a quarter mile of the man."Is everybody seated r
"I said who are you?" Isabella asked again. This time, her voice was no longer gentle like the first time she asked the same question.The blonde woman ignored her completely like she didn't exist and turned to Seth instead."This is it? The rat you chose to hang out with after we broke up?" She gestured at Isabella with a slight nod of her head in her direction."What are you talking about?" Isabella questioned again. Her patience was already running thin but she didn't want to appear rude to any of the Allen's family guests."You know what, sweetheart? Why don't you shut up like the slut that you are while I talk some sense into the man who asked you out?" The strange woman waved a hand at Isabella to dismiss her from her sight again.Isabella couldn't keep quite with what the woman said about her. How could she even think that she was a whore? Did she look all that cheap despite all the expensive things she was dressed in? To make sure that she truly didn't look cheap, she checked
"And why would I listen to you when your son that I broke his heart is not even worried about the heart in the first place?" Kaitlyn retorted to the older woman.Isabella gasped softly at how rude the blonde woman was. She knew she was not the only one since she heard other gasps too that didn't have the same sound pitch as hers.She risked another glance at Seth and shook her head at how lost he looked. Even though he was no longer touching the woman, she could still see that he was so deeply engrossed in the woman that he didn't allow himself to listen to everything she said to all the people around, including the insult to his mother.That was what did it for Isabella. The way the man was unresponding about the insult the blonde woman threatened his mother. If he wasn't saying anything to defend his mother's respect, then she refused to feel hurt because he didn't say anything to defend her."Mum, let's get out of here, please." She told her mother."Oh, okay." Her mother responded
Seth blinked rapidly as he lowered himself to the bar stool. Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was here. She stared at him with a raised brow, her hair falling in straight waves over her shoulders. Her blue eyes seemed to dance in amusement as she took a seat beside him. He had loved her. With every breath, every part of him, Seth had given her his all. He stared at the glass of wine the bartender slid to him, staring at the bubbling froth at the top of the glass as memories of her assailed him. They had met at a party just like this one. Seven years ago. He had just graduated fresh out of college with big dreams to make his place in the world and have a family. That was pretty normal if anyone asked him. What man fresh out of college hadn't seen the world through rose-coloured glasses? When he had attended the party, it had simply been to honour an invitation of his friend. It had been pretty fun but things took a turn for phenomenal when Kaitlyn stepped into the ball.She had taken his breath aw
Tired. Hungry. BrokeThat was what Isabella was. Broke. And the mother of two crying babies who was determined to suck the life out of her. She had wanted to be a mother. For a long while, it had been her dream and lifelong goal, but as she sat on her bed, staring at the pinkish face and loud wide mouths of her crying babies, she was considering rescinding the goal. It was far too late to do so now anyways. She thought, as she lifted Samuel, who had started the whole crying fest. She had noticed that he was always the least satisfied one and always hungry. So freaking hungry. And once he started crying, his sister had no choice but to do the same. Sighing, she tucked out her breasts from her gown, her nipples throbbing from the constant sucking. They had no teeth yet but the force at which they latched onto her caused quite a lot of pain and she had to admit it hurt. .Without realizing. Tears streamed down her face and she closed her eyes leaning against the bed's headboard. Her m
When the clock struck two in the afternoon and the sun rose high in San Francisco's sky, Seth's eyes slowly opened from a long drowsy sleep. They caught the ceiling of the room and he blinked several times to adjust his vision.At first, he felt immobile, his legs and arm laid stiffly on the bed and his body felt too heavy to move. His head pounded as if a thousand speakers were playing on his brain and he groaned. Damn, he must've drunk a ton the day before. He hadn't done that in a while and now he knew why. Getting hungover was the worst of all consequences. Slowly, he tried rolling his toes to improve his blood circulation and tapped his fingers against the bed to wake them up. What had happened the night before that had made him drink so hard? Seth closed his eyes to recollect but his head hurt too much to try and sighed. He would need Advil. A good thing he was in his mother's house then. They may disagree a lot, but she always kept a glass of water and some Advil on the beds
Isabella took a moment to reflect before straightening up to stretch her back. She had spent several minutes hunched over as she folded her baby's clothes into a big black travel box that was placed on her bed. She was wearing a long maxi purple dress and had her black hair tied up. It was completely full, and she was beginning to fear that there would be no room for their toys.She wiped sweat beads from her forehead as she glanced at her babies, who were soundly sleeping in the crib. Was she acting ethically? leaving San Francisco to return to Los Angeles? Shaking her head, she sighed. She was going to leave; she had made up her mind.As she tucked the final set of infant onesies into the bag, she tried to persuade herself that she should leave. Her urgent desire for employment was one of the main ones. She hardly knew anyone else outside of her mother in San Francisco... And Mrs Allen. But since she knew people in LA, it would be much simpler to find employment there. One who wouldn
"What about the flowers?!" Seth yelled, running around the house as if he was possessed. Oh, he was possessed alright. Possessed by the need to make sure everything was perfect. Over the past week, he had learned so much about proposals, his head was heavy and filled with ideas. He'd come up with a plan to charm Isabella and get her to say yes. But then his plan got thwarted because a little birdie told him Isabella was coming to LA that day. He had wanted to pass out when Anna called him saying Isabella was arriving that day. He wasn't ready! Heck, his mother hadn't brought the flowers yet and Isabella's mom was struggling to hang balloons on the wall of the living room. "Gahhhhh!" He yelled, yanking at his freshly combed hair. "Stop that right now! It took me an hour to make it perfect!" Nate yelled from behind him and Seth shot him a glare. "How about you focus on ironing the suit instead?!" He replied."How about you iron your suit yourself! I'm not some fucking Valet. I have
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Seth muttered when he heard the door to the house open. She was running off! Again. And it was all his stupid fault. What the hell had he been thinking?!He hadn't even been thinking at all. "Fuck!" He yelled, pounding his fist into the bed. Who could blame him?! His brain had been mashed up in the affair, he hadn't his wits around him. Saying that had been the most natural thing to do. Well, congratulations! You've managed to repulse her. He groaned, dragging a hand down his face. He had meant to mess things up. He had just wanted to make her feel special, nothing more! But instead, he had blown his plan to bits by jumping the gun. His chest hurt, and it felt hard to breathe remaining in bed as his head replayed the way she had looked at him as if the very thought of marriage disgusted her. Rising out of bed, he searched for his shirt. Or was it the very thought of marriage to him? Seth paused, a deep frown etched onto his face. There was no way she was repuls
"Hot damn," Seth panted, his head lolling against the sofa. "Fuck Bella, that was intense," Isabella smiled proudly, staring up at him. He looked so sated and quite adorable with the way his green eyes snapped open and closed at different intervals. His voice had grown thick and hoarse from groaning and she giggled. She liked this. Knowing how helpless he was to her touch. Knowing he felt intense pleasure when he was with her. Knowing that she could drive him crazy as much as he drove her crazy. "Come here," he ordered, spreading out and patting his thighs. Biting her lip, Isabella climbed on him, sighing when his semi-hard member lay against her core. Seth buried his face in her neck, kissing her at intervals while fondling her breasts. His hands found her nipples and pinched them. Isabella squirmed, getting wetter by the second and moaning at his ministrations. Beneath her, she could feel him get turgid again. "You ready?" He asked, green eyes burning as he stared into hers. "Y
When Isabella woke the next morning, Something soft and warm was pressed to her nape. She shook her head, trying to shake it off, but it simply slid down her neck in the most sensual way possible causing her to sigh deeply. "Oh that feels good," she muttered subconsciously. "Yeah?" A deep masculine voice penetrated the sleepy haze that surrounded her. She frowned. Where the hell had that come from? "Relax baby," the voice said soothingly and she found herself relaxing into the bubble of passion that encased her. She wasn't stupid, she knew who it was. She knew it was Seth, and that she was supposed to be mad at him. But oh she couldn't resist. The wonderful feel of his tongue on her skin drove her crazy with desire, setting her loins on fire. The night before, after they had both done the dishes. He had offered to watch a movie with her and like the dumbass she was, she had fallen asleep. When she woke up, it was Seth carrying her to her bed and telling her he would sleep right ne
CHAPTER 149"It was madness," he whispered. To hear him clearly, she moved closer to the door and placed her ear against it. As if he sensed her, she heard him drop to the floor and place his head on the door. Seth closed his eyes, trying to recall how he had felt while he was in a coma. "I couldn't move. And there was this thick darkness as if I was suffocating with nothing in sight." He sighed and listened in to hear her soft breathing on the other side. So fucking adorable. "It was you, you know? You kept talking and singing and doing all that shit and it was soothing. I told myself that at least if I was lost, I was lost with you. And I was fine with that Bella, you know? I was fine with just being with you. I couldn't even hear half the things you said but it was good enough for me to know you were around." Isabella blinked and tears slipped down her cheeks. Sniffing, she wiped the tears away and listened more. "When I awoke and you avoided me, I felt pretty stupid. And angr
"What are you still doing here?!" Isabella yelled at the wide-eyed man who stared back at her, the stupidest grin on his face. She had stalled at the office, wasted time like no man's business, all in hopes that he would have left by the time she got home. But in all honesty, a part of her was thrilled to see him. That part was even more delighted to see he was dressed in her apron and no shirt underneath. Her body stirred with a rather heavy need to hump him and that spurred on anger. Why the hell did he look like he belonged there?! His hair, blonde and touseled playfully fell over his green eyes. His muscles flexed and contracted as he walked towards her, smiling. "You're home," he grinned, leaning forward to pat her hair. As if she were some five-year-old in need of fucking reassurance. It was all too much! She had left him just for a day and he had turned her apartment and life upside down. He was making fish broth! Fish broth! She couldn't remember the last time she had mad
Her house was quite serene, Seth mused as he wiped the kitchen windows with a soaked napkin. The house was quiet and peaceful and he wasn't sure he could remember the last time he had lived in such a quiet environment. He had to admit, the scenery was beautiful. All green, with tall trees that swayed from side to side. I could stay here forever with her, he thought with a stupid grin on his face. After finally seeing her, after all the many days he had to spend without her, he could live in a fucking igloo as long as she was there. He would need her fire to keep warm. "And God knows she has too much of it burning inside her." He muttered to himself, inspecting the cleaned window, and nodded. That was the last window to clean on his window-cleaning journey. It wasn't like he had anything better to do than to wait for Isabella to arrive from work. Another grin wormed its way to his face and he chuckled. It was quite ironic, she was at work and he was cleaning the house. Like some hou
Dash it! Dash it all to pieces, Isabella thought as she walked into the company. She was mortally exhausted and it had everything to do with the blonde in her house with sparkling green eyes that made her legs jelly. His stupid grin, his infuriating smirk, and his deliciously hot chest drove her crazy! Isabella tossed her head in a groan, trying to get rid of the image of him in her head. How the hell was she supposed to do so? He infiltrated her senses and drove her insane with desire and anger, it was madness! All she could think about, all that had kept her up all night was the feel of his mouth against hers. Hard and demanding. She ought to have kicked him out immediately when he stepped into the shower with her. Scratch that, she should have thrown him out the minute he stepped into her house. But Isabella had yearned for him, every minute they were apart. Every fucking second was a torture she felt she had imposed on herself. When he stepped in, discarding his clothes until he
Isabella turned in her bed the next morning and groaned in pain. Pressing her hand to her head, it hurt a little.“Maybe it was the wine," she thought, getting out of her bed.Strangely, she had dreamt of Seth. Remembering it, she felt disgusted and excited at the same time.“Thank God it was only a dream," she said as she left her room. Stepping into the living room, Isabella noticed Seth curled up in a blanket. He had passed the night on the couch. “It was not a dream, after all, fuck this hangover.” She said, rolling her eyeballs.Memories of the last night came back to her, and she remembered walking out on Seth during dinner when he refused to tell her why he was there. With the way things turned out, she expected that Seth would be gone, but there he was sleeping peacefully on the couch. “Am I admiring him now?” Isabella thought to herself. She had stood there for some time staring at his face.She walked back to her room quietly and sat on her bed. Checking the time, it was b