Love and Mistakes Ch. 12-13

"Mom, Dad, this is Nancy and Luis, they own the diner that I worked at," Netalia introduced.

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter," Dex said.

"Netalia is a beautiful young woman, I'm glad to see she's finally happy," Nancy told him.

"It's good to see her smile again," Shella murmured after the reception that night. Dex nodded.

"I never thought I'd see Netalia happy again," Dex agreed. The sound of a crying baby had them both turning around. "Hey beautiful," Dex crooned, lifting his grand-daughter out of her portable crib.

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"Jordan!" Netalia gasped, her hips lifting off the bed as his tongue filled her.

"You're beautiful," Jordan mumbled, his lips still against her moist opening. He teased and licked her clit and replaced his tongue with his fingers. Netalia whimpered and squirmed.

"Jordan please!" Netalia whimpered. He chuckled as he thrust deeply within her. Netalia moaned in pleasure as he thrust in and out slowly, driving her to a fever pitch. "Jordan," she whimpered, trying to thrust her hips up to meet his. Jordan chuckled again and pushed her hips back against the bed.

"Just lay back and enjoy," Jordan murmured, kissing her. Netalia gasped as Jordan's lips lowered over a nipple and sucked on it gently while he thrust in her in long, fluid strokes. Netalia dug her nails into Jordan's back as he released her hips to wrap his arms around his wife's body, pulling her closer. Netalia met him thrust for thrust, loving the feel of him deep within her. "I love you so much," Jordan moaned,

"Jordan!" Netalia gasped. She could feel her orgasm building. Jordan began thrusting faster, the tip of his cock stroked her g-spot and they came together with loud moans. "Jordan," she whispered as he turned them so that they were laying on their sides. He was still hard within her and she squirmed against him.

"Good God woman, are you trying to kill me?" Jordan groaned.

"No," Netalia whispered with a giggle. Her giggle turned into a moan as Jordan began thrusting into her again.

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"Happy anniversary," Jordan said, sliding across the bed and kissing Netalia gently.

"Morning," Netalia murmured with a smile.

"Mommy, daddy!" Larissa exclaimed, running into the bedroom. At five, she was a handful with curly light brown hair and stunning green eyes.

"Good morning princess," Jordan told his daughter, giving her a hug.

"Let's make pancakes!" Larissa suggested. Netalia and Jordan looked at each other.

"Sorry princess, I have plans for mommy today," Jordan said gently. Larissa pouted. "You'll be spending the day with aunt Stacey and uncle Carter and Calla," Jordan added.

"Yay!" Larissa exclaimed.

"Now go downstairs and we'll be right there," Netalia told her daughter.

"What's your surprise?" Netalia asked.

"This," Jordan answered, leading Netalia into an older building.

"What is it?" Netalia asked.

"Our restaurant," Jordan said with a grin. He flipped on the lights and Netalia gasped. The walls were painted a warm caramel color. The tables had a glass top with a peach table cloth. "It's something we've always talked about, and I figured now would be the perfect time. Larissa's in Kindergarten, which leaves you with hardly nothing to do during the day." Jordan stopped talking as he noticed the look on Netalia's face. "What's wrong?" Jordan asked.

"Nothing," Netalia whispered. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close. "But I have a surprise for you too," she added.

"What?" Jordan asked.

"I'm not going to have as much free time as you thought I'd have," Netalia began.

"What do you mean?" Jordan asked.

"I'm pregnant," Netalia told him, her heart pounding, her whole body a bundle of nerves. She squealed when Jordan picked her up and spun her around before kissing her passionately.

"How far along are you? Is everything okay? Are you feeling alright?" Jordan asked anxiously.

"Believe it or not, almost four months. I'm fine, the baby's healthy," Netalia answered.

"Almost four months? How did you not know until recently?" Jordan asked.

"I don't know. The doctor said things like that can happen if there's enough stress," Netalia answered. Jordan nodded, and sighed, remembering the major blowout that they had every time they saw his parents. His father thought Netalia was a tramp and his mother thought she wasn't good enough for her son. They hated it that Netalia had been married and divorced and above all else, they hated that she had nearly gotten Jordan killed. Despite this, both Jordan and Netalia knew that his parents adored Larissa and had no doubts that she was Jordan's child.

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"Jordan, where are we going?" his mother wanted to know.

"It's a surprise, trust me, you'll like it," Jordan told his mother.

"Trust the boy Bethany, you've raised a good son," his father said.

"Like you didn't have a hand in that Russell," Bethany snapped. Jordan rolled his eyes. "Why are we at this dive?" Bethany asked.

"It's my restaurant," Jordan said.

"What?" Russell asked in surprise.

"I haven't had a chance to get the outside fixed up because I've been focusing on the dining room," Jordan told them, opening the door. "This is Melissa, she's an old friend of Netalia's. She's going to act as a waitress tonight," he added.

"And where is your wife?" Russell inquired.

"She'll be here, she had an appointment," Jordan told them.

"How do you know what to order?" Bethany asked as Melissa walked away.

"Because I know my wife and I know what she likes," Jordan answered with a roll of his eyes.

"Where is Larissa?" Bethany wanted to know.

"She's at a sleep over," Jordan said. He looked up when Netalia joined them giving Jordan a wink.

"Here's your meal," Melissa announced, setting plates of food down in front of them.

"This is absolutely amazing," Russell said.

"It is very good. Whoever your chef is, give him a raise," Bethany agreed.

"You're looking at my chef," Jordan told his mother.

"What?" Bethany asked.

"Netalia's the chef," Jordan said.

"Really? Where did you learn to cook like this young lady?" Russell asked.

"My mothers taught me," Netalia murmured.

"You mean Shella?"

"I mean my adoptive mother and my birth mother," Netalia said. Bethany nodded, she had forgotten that Shella had put Netalia up for adoption when she had been born.

"So when is this place going to open?" Russell wanted to know.

"Next week. Netalia's uncle Jason is going to come up with some of Shella's friends from high school to help finish the outside," Jordan answered. He glanced at Netalia. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm fine, just a little warm," Netalia murmured. "A lot better than I'm going to be in four and a half months," she grumbled. Jordan laughed.

"What do you mean?" Bethany asked.

"We're having another baby," Jordan told his parents excitedly. His parents did not look pleased at the news, in fact, they had seemed more excited about the new restaurant. Netalia sighed and picked at her chicken. "I want the two of you to listen to me, and listen good," Jordan began. His parents looked at him in surprise; never in his twenty-eight years had he ever taken anything other than a respectful tone when speaking with them. "I love Netalia, and she is my wife. No matter what you think or how you feel about Netalia, that is how it is. I want to make this pregnancy as stress free as possible; especially with what happened when Netalia was pregnant with Larissa," Jordan snapped. "If you can't accept Netalia, or give her a chance, then this is the last time you will see us, let alone speak to us until after the baby comes," he added.

"What do you mean after what happened when Netalia was pregnant with Larissa?" Bethany wanted to know.

"Netalia nearly died," Jordan said. They finished their meals in silence. "So, what is your decision?" Jordan asked his parents.

"We'll play nice," Russell said firmly, giving his wife a look that dared her to disagree.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

"Are you nervous?" Jordan asked as they waited for the first customers to walk in.

"About cooking for a crowd or being pregnant?" Netalia asked.

"The first one," Jordan said.

"Nope. The experience in Nancy's diner has helped with that. I'm more nervous about being pregnant again," Netalia admitted.

"Why?" Jordan asked.

"After the complications I had with Larissa ..." Jordan hugged her close and kissed her lovingly.

"You and our baby are going to be just fine," Jordan promised.

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"That was unbelievable," Jordan said with a groan when they finally returned home that night. Netalia nodded and winced as she slipped her feet out of her shoes. "Here, let me," Jordan murmured, sitting down on the floor in front of the chair that Netalia had sat down in. She moaned as he began massaging her feet. Jordan grinned and worked his way up her legs and kissed her gently, his hands were under her skirt, his fingers slipped in and out of her moist heat teasingly.

"Jordan!" she whimpered. Jordan chuckled.

"I have to have you now, if I hurt you, tell me," he groaned. He pulled his jeans and boxers down over his legs as she slipped her soaked panties down. Netalia cried out loudly as Jordan sank into her. "God, you're so damn tight," Jordan moaned. He moved slowly within her, the friction drove them both crazy.

"Faster," Netalia whimpered.

"I don't want to hurt you," Jordan groaned.

"Faster, now, please!" Netalia pleaded. Jordan obliged happily, thrusting in and out of her, speeding up with each thrust. She screamed as pleasure over took her, her body shaking as Jordan gave one final thrust before spewing his seed deep within her. Netalia moaned softly as Jordan pulled out of her slowly.

"I love you," Jordan whispered before scooping Netalia into his arms and carrying her up the stairs and into their room.

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"Dex, I just heard from Jordan. Netalia had the baby," Shella said, walking into her husband's study. Dex looked up. "Boy or a girl?" he wanted to know.

"A boy," Shella answered with a small. Dex grinned and hugged his wife. "What are you working on?" she wanted to know.

"Naming Paul has my successor," Dex answered.

"Even if he isn't biologically yours?" Shella asked in surprise. Dex smiled.

"He's our son Shel, no matter who fathered him," Dex told her. Shella smiled and hugged him.

"I love you," Shella murmured.

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"How are you feeling?" Jordan asked, sitting down on the edge of the hospital bed.

"Like I just popped out a ten pound weight," Netalia joked. Jordan laughed.

"Close, he was nine and a half pounds," Jordan said. Netalia smiled and yawned. "What should we call him?" Jordan wanted to know.

"I don't know, I haven't really thought about it," she admitted.

"What was your adoptive father's name?" Jordan asked.

"Joshua," Netalia answered.

"How about Joshua Bastian?" Jordan suggested. Netalia smiled, tears coming to her eyes.

"I love it," she whispered. Jordan kissed Netalia gently and lifted his son out of his mother's arms and held him close. "Welcome to the world Joshua Bastian St. James. Your big brother will watch out for you, always," Jordan crooned in the baby's ear.

Netalia smiled as she watched her husband introduce Larissa to her baby brother. It was their first night home from the hospital, and Larissa was so curious about the new arrival.

"Hey," Jordan said, after he had put Larissa to bed. He stepped out on the balcony and wrapped his arms around her.

"Hi," she murmured.

"How are you feeling?" Jordan asked.

"I feel great. We have two beautiful children and I love you," Netalia answered.

"What are you looking at?" Jordan asked. Netalia pointed out a star.

"It seems so much brighter than the rest," Netalia murmured. As they watched, the star brightened, dimmed and brightened again, almost as if it were winking at them before it went out completely. As the light of the star faded, Netalia felt an overwhelming sense of peace.

"Good bye Sebastian, I'll love you always," Netalia whispered. Jordan hugged her close before following Netalia into the house. Life could only get better and he couldn't wait to experience all life had to offer with his beautiful wife and wonderful children.



This is the end of Love and Mistakes. I hope you enjoyed the series. Thank you for your comments and concerns and suggestions. And for those of you who tell me to stop having all of my characters get pregnant, one of the next stories that is brewing, will be different than my normal stories. :)

Ashira