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~Natasha’s Point of View~ “Look at you! Mama’s big boy in the swing,” I cooed. Yeah he was in his carseat in a swing but still. He was outside, getting some sun and I was getting the best pictures. I had him in the most adorable little blue plaid button up shirt with khaki pants and tan boots. Perfect little man! He even had the tiniest little wisp of hair. I’d used a few dots of gel and made it into a mohawk. I hit play on my earbud and let the book I was listening to continue. Who knew audio porn could be so damn good? I don’t know where Juliet found these authors but I was hooked. After a bit I wanted to sit down so I started to pull Louie off the swing and get him back onto his stroller. A figure was just in my peripheral vision and it startled me. I immediately guessed it might be another parent waiting for the swing. Only when I turned, it was just a man with no child. I quickly hit to silence my earbud and looked him up and down. Late 30’s maybe, kind of dressed like a ner
~Lukas’ Point of View~ “Baby, I’m so sorry this happened,” I said, trying to calm Natasha. Sure I’d seen her cry a few times, she may have gotten me to watch some shitty chick movies. But this was totally different. I had plenty of time to think on my drive home, but really I already knew the answer. Because I always discuss any big moves with Slade I did seek his advice. He only asked one simple question, “is she home” and I knew far too well what that meant. I describe my sisters and my adopted parents as home. With them, no matter where I am or what bullshit background noise is going on it’s all good. They center me, they bring me back to earth. Without them I’d spin into the black abyss. For so much of my childhood I had absolutely nothing, nobody. I didn’t control shit about my life. Once I finally got old enough to change things I never looked back. Without a doubt, Natasha was home for me now too. I seriously couldn't believe I was ready to commit to forever with a woman
~Natasha’s Point of View~ I ran my finger over the massive diamond on my finger, still completely in shock. I was engaged! If you had told me that this arrogant tattoo’d manwhore could do a complete 180 and change his life in just a few weeks I’d have never believed it. But the Lukas I met that first day when I was still pregnant was not at all the man next to me now. It was like he grew up overnight. It was surreal, but I had said yes without a moment’s hesitation. My sister was going to be furious and part of me smiled at that. The petty part of me grinned wickedly at the fact that my ring probably cost more than hers. In fact, I was sure of it. My ring would likely be photographed constantly every time the paps were around and surely Lukas knew that. But then again, all the Feisty wives had enormous rocks. It was a massive single round stone with tiny diamonds going all the way around the band. She was going to be so jealous! All the people my parents had always warned me to sta
~Lukas’ Point of View~ I told Slade his guys had to kick it into overdrive or some shit. There was no way in hell this fuck could seriously get any level of visitation or worse custody of Louie. We’d leave the country before I let that happen and I absolutely meant it. It wasn’t even just putting a ring on her finger that made me go all Hulk, it was her face. Seeing her face in that courtroom almost killed me. I was responsible for her and Louie now, I felt it in my bones. I tucked in my fiance … yeah I was going to say it every chance I got … and my son. My son. He absolutely was already. I even put him in a Feisty onesie since Slade got a ton for the two Feisty babies in all sizes. They had already sold out twice on our website. “Tell me something good man,” I said, blowing into Slade’s office. He handed me his joint and I waved it off. While I knew it would help I didn’t want to snuggle up to my girl later smelling like it. She didn’t directly say anything but the looks on
~Natasha’s Point of View~ I really thought Lukas and I had gotten to the point where we could talk to each other about everything. But apparently not about him coming too soon, even before I could get off. Things had been awkward, to put it mildly. I knew fully well he was just nervous, anxious. Overly horny after a month of foreplay. But come on! He could have fingered me, something … anything. He could have let me try to get him hard again. He did all he could to stay busy, be overly attentive with Louie and constantly talking to Slade. As I sat for my hair and make-up the day of the awards show, it all finally hit me, how annoyed I was with him. But right now, before the freakin’ People’s Choice Awards, where they were performing, it was hardly the time to lose it. We were both stressed, on edge. Trying to have sex again seemed like the natural thing to do. The normal thing to do, to relieve that pressure. Was he afraid of blowing too soon again? I had no idea. Even though h
~Natasha’s Point of View~“What’s this,” I asked, as Lukas led me to a black SUV.“We’re having a little night away. I think we both need it,” he said, helping me in.I blanked as he closed the door and went around to the other side. I sighed in absolute relief that we weren’t going to some loud party. It was truly the last thing I wanted, even if seeing more celebrities and actually getting to speak to them was enticing.“What about--” I started to speak but he moved in fast and turned my head, kissing me.“Slade and his mom will be there. I showed Dex your milk freezer stash just in case. We can go right back early in the morning but … I think we just needed a night for us,” he said, his hand going to the slit in my dress and caressing my bare thigh. A grin crept across my face, even though the thought of being away from Louie this long did things to my stomach. I knew it wasn’t rational, he was in good hands. Slade was so good with him too and really his mom probably wouldn’t put
~Lukas’ Point of View~ Last night with my girl was fucking epic. God we both needed it so bad. And this morning too, we fucked as soon as we woke up and again in the shower. It was even a weird foreplay for me to use her pump on her, yeah I’m a freak. The whole titty milk thing was still fascinating. But she liked it so that’s all that matters. Maybe she just humored me, I didn’t care. When we got back home everyone was there, having a huge brunch feast. Everyone was talking about who they saw last night, we were literally the only ones that didn’t hit the after parties. I was pretty sure Bailey and Trey hadn’t even been to sleep yet and it was almost noon. Halfway through eating Dex and Slade called me into the office. Natasha followed me, Louie strapped to her chest fast asleep. His hair was starting to fill in more and it was wild, I’d used a bit of gel and given him a mohawk. “Tell them sweetie,” Slade said, pointing at Delia. “So, Garrett reached out to me … already. Clear
~Natasha’s Point of View~ If looks to kill I’d murder every single person in my path. Once I heard Garrett’s arrogance and his insistence that he was somehow superior it just switched something on inside me. This motherfucker was not getting away with this and now we certainly had proof that he was not a fit parent. I barely slept that night, Lukas didn’t either. We both just kept watching Louie, holding him and doing everything to try and keep calm. By the time morning came we were glued to Slade like white on rice. He’d already called his lab several times for an update and his next step was going to be going over there. We made ourselves busy getting breakfast together, since we had Delia and Mrs. Norris still to feed as well. She wasn’t leaving until she could get her fill of the story. RING RING RING The sound of a phone in a somewhat silent house was enough to make us all jump right up and run. Louie was down for a nap and he’d just nursed so I was confident we had some ti
If you loved reading about Lukas, then you also got to know even more about Slade and Holly's relationship as teenagers. What happens when they meet again as adults and they're both single?? Holly is in a very unique position as she has the blessing of someone very important, working in Slade's corner. Can they overcome their past and have a future? How To Forgive is the story of regret, understanding and above all ... the idea that true love can stand against any obstacle! Please check out the final book in the Feisty series, now out and exclusively on Good Novel! ~Saree Bee Writer
~Slade’s Point of View~ When you have the same dream every single night of your life, it’s nearly impossible to wrap your head around it standing in front of you. I had to be hallucinating, maybe I died when I fell in the pond. That must be it. I hit my head on that downed tree and not my shoulder. “Fuck,” I groaned, as the woman in front of me examined my arm. That got my attention. “So? I’m sure this was a hell of a story,” she said, sniffing. “What the fuck that smell,” she continued, wiggling her nose. Don’t get hard right now Slade. Fucking Christ, please don’t. How could I not with her hands on me? Granted she was wearing purple gloves but still. Her cute little nose, she’s so expressive. When she speaks she does it with her whole face. Holly Anderson. My Holly. She was my Holly for nearly ten years. More than a third of my life. “It’s uhm, pond water,” I mumbled. She raised her eyebrow, the way I’d seen a thousand times. The way she always did when I did something
~Two Hours Ago~ ~Lukas’ Point of View~ “Yeah bro!! Holy shit,” I shouted, as Trey popped a wheelie. Slade’s family had a lot of land, no big surprise there, but it was also a lot of opportunity for us to do some fun shit. And some not so smart shit. But Slade knew how I’d changed over the past few months. Really all the guys. Well, I was sure Trey and Bailey still lived the night time party life but the rest of us were homebodies now. Going out to a club or bar to get wasted wasn’t my idea of a good time anymore. What if Louie had a first that I missed? Yeah I thought about it all the time. I wasn’t going to miss a thing. Lukas Feisty Trent was a party boy no more. And it wasn’t even a weird thing to think now. I didn’t want strange women on me, I didn’t want them near me. Slade had taken us paintballing and that was a perfect way to start the night. Especially since we’re all pretty competitive. Few small fights but all in all it was an awesome time. A few other guys we knew
~Natasha’s Point of View~ I couldn’t even wrap my head around how fast everything had been happening. Before I knew it, we were packing to head to Oregon for the wedding. But first, my bachelorette party. We’d all gone back and forth about whether or not to have the parties in LA or up north, and we all decided Oregon was the best fit. Less chance of paps, less chance of even more stupid decisions being made. Let’s be real though, all of the Feisty guys together with booze? They’d be doing some very stupid shit, of that I had no doubt. Slade was planning the guys’ party and all the Feisty wives were planning mine. I was still nursing so I wouldn’t be able to drink much, and I really didn’t want to end up being the DD at my own bachelorette party, taking care of the drunks. “There’s my little man,” Lukas cooed as I dried Louie off from a bath. His arms came around me and he kissed my neck. He’d been at the studio all day working and I’d missed him terribly. I told myself it was
~Lukas’ Point of View~ When my family is threatened I go into full beast mode. With the band, it was how we’d all always been. The five Musketeers. And sadly, part of that was like the reason we all sided with Slade when the shit hit the fan with Holly. The last twenty-four hours had been a whirlwind. But I found myself in Slade’s office, going through a photo album from high school. Holly was pretty much in every single picture or she had been the one that took it. During that time I really didn’t have a single memory that didn’t include her. It all just left me with such a rotten feeling I couldn’t shake. But I was glad we were making so much progress with the Garrett situation to distract me. Slade called in some guy he knew at the state bureau of investigation and with his blessing but not with his blessing, Natasha and I met with the two women who we believed had children with Garrett. They were both shocked and appalled, and by the end agreed to let us run their babies’ DNA.
~Natasha’s Point of View~ If looks to kill I’d murder every single person in my path. Once I heard Garrett’s arrogance and his insistence that he was somehow superior it just switched something on inside me. This motherfucker was not getting away with this and now we certainly had proof that he was not a fit parent. I barely slept that night, Lukas didn’t either. We both just kept watching Louie, holding him and doing everything to try and keep calm. By the time morning came we were glued to Slade like white on rice. He’d already called his lab several times for an update and his next step was going to be going over there. We made ourselves busy getting breakfast together, since we had Delia and Mrs. Norris still to feed as well. She wasn’t leaving until she could get her fill of the story. RING RING RING The sound of a phone in a somewhat silent house was enough to make us all jump right up and run. Louie was down for a nap and he’d just nursed so I was confident we had some ti
~Lukas’ Point of View~ Last night with my girl was fucking epic. God we both needed it so bad. And this morning too, we fucked as soon as we woke up and again in the shower. It was even a weird foreplay for me to use her pump on her, yeah I’m a freak. The whole titty milk thing was still fascinating. But she liked it so that’s all that matters. Maybe she just humored me, I didn’t care. When we got back home everyone was there, having a huge brunch feast. Everyone was talking about who they saw last night, we were literally the only ones that didn’t hit the after parties. I was pretty sure Bailey and Trey hadn’t even been to sleep yet and it was almost noon. Halfway through eating Dex and Slade called me into the office. Natasha followed me, Louie strapped to her chest fast asleep. His hair was starting to fill in more and it was wild, I’d used a bit of gel and given him a mohawk. “Tell them sweetie,” Slade said, pointing at Delia. “So, Garrett reached out to me … already. Clear
~Natasha’s Point of View~“What’s this,” I asked, as Lukas led me to a black SUV.“We’re having a little night away. I think we both need it,” he said, helping me in.I blanked as he closed the door and went around to the other side. I sighed in absolute relief that we weren’t going to some loud party. It was truly the last thing I wanted, even if seeing more celebrities and actually getting to speak to them was enticing.“What about--” I started to speak but he moved in fast and turned my head, kissing me.“Slade and his mom will be there. I showed Dex your milk freezer stash just in case. We can go right back early in the morning but … I think we just needed a night for us,” he said, his hand going to the slit in my dress and caressing my bare thigh. A grin crept across my face, even though the thought of being away from Louie this long did things to my stomach. I knew it wasn’t rational, he was in good hands. Slade was so good with him too and really his mom probably wouldn’t put
~Natasha’s Point of View~ I really thought Lukas and I had gotten to the point where we could talk to each other about everything. But apparently not about him coming too soon, even before I could get off. Things had been awkward, to put it mildly. I knew fully well he was just nervous, anxious. Overly horny after a month of foreplay. But come on! He could have fingered me, something … anything. He could have let me try to get him hard again. He did all he could to stay busy, be overly attentive with Louie and constantly talking to Slade. As I sat for my hair and make-up the day of the awards show, it all finally hit me, how annoyed I was with him. But right now, before the freakin’ People’s Choice Awards, where they were performing, it was hardly the time to lose it. We were both stressed, on edge. Trying to have sex again seemed like the natural thing to do. The normal thing to do, to relieve that pressure. Was he afraid of blowing too soon again? I had no idea. Even though h