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Authors: Deborah Fletcher Mello
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Sagas, Espionage, Adult, Family Life, London, Siblings, African American, Careers, Future, haunted, Designer, reunion, playboy, Utah, supermodel, Estate, suspicion, Threats, Estranged, Collide
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“Aunt Natalie is speaking to you, Irene. She asked you what your name is,” Mark commanded.
The five-year-old tossed her father a quick look before turning her gaze back on Natalie. “I like dat,” she said, pointing at the strand of pearls around Natalie’s neck.
“Thank you,” Natalie said, her hand brushing against the necklace.
“You have pretty jew’ry!” Irene exclaimed as she played with the bangles around Natalie’s wrist. Irene’s companion played with the gold bracelets on her other hand.
Natalie smiled. “So are you going to tell me your name?” she questioned a second time.
The youngest munchkin giggled softly. “My name Gabi!” she exclaimed excitedly. “My name Gabi Stallion,” she repeated, emphasizing her last name.
John laughed, his face glowing with pride. “That one belongs to me and Marah. She’s been practicing her name for weeks now and has finally gotten it down.”
Natalie laughed. “And are you going to tell me your name?” she asked, her gaze meeting the other child’s.
“Irene. Irene Stallion,” she said with an air of attitude before she bounded off in the opposite direction. Gabi raced after her bestie, the two little girls spying a rubber ball to entertain themselves with.
Michelle shook her head. “That one’s her father’s child. And those two together are trouble waiting to happen.”
Marah nodded. “I’m going to hate it for us all when those two hit their teens. Both are hell on wheels already. Tweedledum and Tweedledee.”
A round of laughter rang around the table. Natalie wasn’t used to the commotion that came with toddlers and infants. She’d never been exposed to so many kids together in one room and none of her friends had started having children yet. Noah seemed the most comfortable as he rocked Travis’s infant daughter in his arms.
Natalie turned to Tierra. “I was hoping to meet your brother. Travis said he’s in the fashion business.”
Tierra nodded. “He is.”
“What does he do?”
“He’s a designer but at the moment I don’t think he knows what he wants to design. One minute it’s clothes, the next shoes. Next week he’ll want to design airbags for all we know. I love him to death but I think he’s still trying to find himself.”
Natalie nodded. “I actually met a shoe designer the other day who seemed very certain about what he wanted to do. He really impressed me. I’m sure your brother will find his way eventually. Hopefully he’ll be able to join us tomorrow. I’d love to talk to him.”
Tierra nodded. “I’m sure he will. He was nursing a headache and I think jet lag finally set in so I told him to order room service and just rest.”
The conversation was suddenly interrupted by a high-pitched wail. Everyone turned to see what had happened just as Gabi kicked Irene in the knee. Before either’s parents could get to them the girls had each other in a wrestling hold, rolling across the floor with everything in them. John reached the fray and separated one from the other, the duo hanging in midair as he held them high, his look chastising. Both girls were crying, their arms flailing as they pointed at the other, racing to tattle about who had done what to whom.
The laughter was thunderous, the Stallion men thoroughly entertained as both mothers shook their heads. Marah threw up her hands as she tossed a look at Michelle, whose own frustrations spilled out of the eye roll she gave her sister-in-law.
Natalie laughed heartily as her sister gave her a warm hug. “Now that brings back memories!”
Chapter 6
T injin navigated his rental car to one of the most coveted addresses of downtown Salt Lake City. In the affluent Federal Heights neighborhood, homes dated back to the early 1900s. As he drove through the area he was enthralled by the mountains that sat to the north and impressed with the campus of the University of Utah, which rested to the south and east.
Cars lined the street and
“Aunt Natalie is speaking to you, Irene. She asked you what your name is,” Mark commanded.
The five-year-old tossed her father a quick look before turning her gaze back on Natalie. “I like dat,” she said, pointing at the strand of pearls around Natalie’s neck.
“Thank you,” Natalie said, her hand brushing against the necklace.
“You have pretty jew’ry!” Irene exclaimed as she played with the bangles around Natalie’s wrist. Irene’s companion played with the gold bracelets on her other hand.
Natalie smiled. “So are you going to tell me your name?” she questioned a second time.
The youngest munchkin giggled softly. “My name Gabi!” she exclaimed excitedly. “My name Gabi Stallion,” she repeated, emphasizing her last name.
John laughed, his face glowing with pride. “That one belongs to me and Marah. She’s been practicing her name for weeks now and has finally gotten it down.”
Natalie laughed. “And are you going to tell me your name?” she asked, her gaze meeting the other child’s.
“Irene. Irene Stallion,” she said with an air of attitude before she bounded off in the opposite direction. Gabi raced after her bestie, the two little girls spying a rubber ball to entertain themselves with.
Michelle shook her head. “That one’s her father’s child. And those two together are trouble waiting to happen.”
Marah nodded. “I’m going to hate it for us all when those two hit their teens. Both are hell on wheels already. Tweedledum and Tweedledee.”
A round of laughter rang around the table. Natalie wasn’t used to the commotion that came with toddlers and infants. She’d never been exposed to so many kids together in one room and none of her friends had started having children yet. Noah seemed the most comfortable as he rocked Travis’s infant daughter in his arms.
Natalie turned to Tierra. “I was hoping to meet your brother. Travis said he’s in the fashion business.”
Tierra nodded. “He is.”
“What does he do?”
“He’s a designer but at the moment I don’t think he knows what he wants to design. One minute it’s clothes, the next shoes. Next week he’ll want to design airbags for all we know. I love him to death but I think he’s still trying to find himself.”
Natalie nodded. “I actually met a shoe designer the other day who seemed very certain about what he wanted to do. He really impressed me. I’m sure your brother will find his way eventually. Hopefully he’ll be able to join us tomorrow. I’d love to talk to him.”
Tierra nodded. “I’m sure he will. He was nursing a headache and I think jet lag finally set in so I told him to order room service and just rest.”
The conversation was suddenly interrupted by a high-pitched wail. Everyone turned to see what had happened just as Gabi kicked Irene in the knee. Before either’s parents could get to them the girls had each other in a wrestling hold, rolling across the floor with everything in them. John reached the fray and separated one from the other, the duo hanging in midair as he held them high, his look chastising. Both girls were crying, their arms flailing as they pointed at the other, racing to tattle about who had done what to whom.
The laughter was thunderous, the Stallion men thoroughly entertained as both mothers shook their heads. Marah threw up her hands as she tossed a look at Michelle, whose own frustrations spilled out of the eye roll she gave her sister-in-law.
Natalie laughed heartily as her sister gave her a warm hug. “Now that brings back memories!”
Chapter 6
T injin navigated his rental car to one of the most coveted addresses of downtown Salt Lake City. In the affluent Federal Heights neighborhood, homes dated back to the early 1900s. As he drove through the area he was enthralled by the mountains that sat to the north and impressed with the campus of the University of Utah, which rested to the south and east.
Cars lined the street and
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