1. Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01


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    cooed, her blue eyes now transfixed onto Kristanna. "Lindsay!" Devon giggled in response. "Oh, it's gonna be tough to leave this little guy behind," Kristanna frowned, dabbing Kaden's face with a towel and then flipping it back over her shoulder. "At least Momma and Papa have a web-cam installed for us now, so we can watch Kaden - and Piper too - on a live video feed during our vacation." "Neither of you are being forced to go," Trish reminded Kristanna and Pamela for perhaps the millionth time, as she moved behind Lindsay and slinked both arms down across her neck and shoulders. "No one is going to blame you or hold a grudge if you want to stay and be with your newborn babies." "Nonsense," Kristanna shot back at Trish, her tone defiant. "There is NOTHING that would make me miss your wedding with Lindsay. It will be tough to leave Kaden behind, yes, but I am doing it for a good cause. The best cause. I am positive Pamela will tell you the same thing about her and Piper. Neither of us would miss your wedding for anything." "Maybe Trish and I should get married in Norway," Lindsay pouted, her lower lip quivering. "That way, Krissy and Pamela - and Jeremy too - would not have to leave their babies behind for seven or eight days." "You're not getting married here in Norway," Kristanna told her. "Everything is already set up, Lindsay. Plus, we are not going to uproot the plans that your family - as well as Trish's - already has. Pamela and I will be fine. So will Jeremy. Momma ...
    and Papa are well-versed in the routines of both Kaden and Piper, and will take great care of them. It will be different and a little nerve-racking at times having them so far away, but all three of us will be fine." Suddenly, the aroma of my breakfast omelette - filled with cheese, mushrooms and jalapeno peppers - wafted up to me. I glanced toward the kitchen, and smiled as Amy emerged with a plate and a fresh cup of coffee in hand. "Here's yours. Be right back." Amy returned a moment later and settled down on the floor next to me, holding her own plate across her lap and placing her glass of orange juice atop a nearby stool. As a result, I shook my head at her. On occasion, Amy would find it necessary to try and eat her meals while seated on the floor beside me, instead of at the dining room table like a normal human being. Very simply, it was the submissive in her. She had to eat this way in a prior relationship. "Get up here," I simply said, my voice strict, as I motioned with my head for Amy to come closer. When she did - plate and glass in hand - I pulled her down across my lap and slipped my right arm around her, and again settled its hand upon her stomach. Although she was only five weeks pregnant and showed no visible signs of a baby bump, I loved patting and caressing Amy there anyway. Amy purred like a kitten and sighed contently as I brought a spoonful of her own omelette to her mouth, so she could take a small bite out of it. Amy then giggled and focused on the ...
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