by Stefani, Z.
“And he could not ask for a better father. I want to take some time off from work. I want to spend as much time with him as possible.” She kissed her son’s forehead again.
“I like that idea.”
“Too bad I couldn’t bring him to work with me,” she joked.
“My father already mentioned adding a daycare for the building. He’s excited to start teaching Levi the family practice.
“I love that idea,” Heaven giggled in excitement. “I have another idea.”
“Dare I ask?”
“I want to start an organization for abduction victims. I want to help financially and legally. I’ve been through it and I want to reach out to others who have been through it.”
“I think that is an amazing idea.”
***
Julian sat at Heaven’s desk while Heaven stood at his side.
“We got them; they have nothing. Their closing statement was weak and amateurish,” Heaven boasted.
“We’ve already won; I’m just waiting for the jury to announce it,” Julian quipped.
“I still can’t believe they tried to use insanity as a last-minute attempt. Fools,” she stated.
“You destroyed that before they even had a chance. Good work, Mrs. King.” Julian kissed her hand.
“I couldn’t have done it without you, Mr. King. They were right—we do make a fierce team.”
“No one can beat us in that courtroom,” Julian said cockily.
Her secretary announced Levi’s arrival, and Heaven jumped for joy.
Julian smiled widely as he put the folder away. He knew that once their son arrived, Heaven would not want to be bothered with work.
Heaven headed towards the door as Nancy, their heavenly nanny, brought Levi into her office.”
“Look at my handsome boy,” Heaven gushed as she took her son. “What have you been doing today?”
“I had to pry him away from the live court shows,” the nanny chuckled.
“Of course.” Heaven shook her head; Levi preferred to watch court shows over cartoons.
“That’s my boy, a star attorney in the making,” Julian boasted.
“We’re taking an extended lunch, so I’ll call you when we’re done,” Heaven informed her.
Nancy smiled before she left. “All right. Have a good lunch, Levi.”
“Are you hungry?” Heaven asked, and Levi nodded.
“Pizza.’
“No more pizza, you just had pizza yesterday.”
“Pizza!” he repeated.
“How about wings?” Julian asked.
“No—pizza! Please!” he pleaded in such an adorable voice that she couldn’t resist.
“Fine, pizza it is. You’re stubborn just like your father.” Heaven grinned. She loved her son’s personality; he already had a few of Julian’s characteristics, as well as her own.
“Like his mother,” Julian corrected her as he walked over and took Levi.
“I’m not as stubborn as you are, Julie.” Heaven countered.
“You’re right, you’re not as stubborn; you’re actually more stubborn than I am,” he kissed her forehead, “Princess.”
Third Birthday
Levi King was turning three years old, and honoring his birthday, his father turned their large backyard into an amusement park, complete with merry-go-round, bumper cars and ponies.
“Be careful!” Heaven warned Julian, who was holding Levi on his lap in the bumper car. Julian and the blue car in front of him were close to a head-on collision, and Heaven could feel her anxieties begin to rise. “If he has one scratch on him, I will make you pay, Julian King!”
“Did you hear your mother?” Julian whispered to his son, who nodded eagerly.
“Yes.”
“You’d better cover that scratch, or she’s going to kick my butt,” he chuckled, and Levi giggled. “Now, hold on tight and we’ll hit them one last time before we have to get off.”
“No, I wanna ride!” Levi whined, not ready to stop yet.
“Slow down!” Heaven yelled to Julian who was ignoring her, so she turned to the blue bumper car. “Ian, you slow down then since your brother isn’t listening to me!”
Ian King had divorced his gold-digging wife. It had been a hell of a divorce, and had taken its toll on Ian, but he was happier now. Ian’s heart had also warmed up to a certain secretary, and he was happier than anyone in his family had ever seen him. Gone was the stuffy, uptight, Ian King, and in his place was a man who was refusing to take life so seriously.
“Gloria, please tell your boyfriend to slow down, because if one of them doesn’t stop I will go up there, remove my baby from the scene of the upcoming crime, jump in a bumper car and run them both over,” Heaven said in one long breath, and Gloria giggled.
Gloria knew what true happiness was for the first time in her life. She’d found a man who treated her like a real woman and not a paid escort. She had told Ian all of her dirty secrets, and to her complete surprise, he told her he didn’t care. It felt good to be with a man who loved her for her personality and not what she had to offer.
“Ian, please slow down before Heaven runs you over with a bumper car.” Gloria smiled, and Ian nodded as he slowed down.
“Scaredy-cat!” Levi yelled at his uncle, and Julian laughed hard as he stepped out of the bumper car. “One more ride!”
“No more,” Julian shook his head.
“One more ride!” Levi demanded and Julian grinned, seeing himself in his son more by the day. He reached down to pick him up and then put him up on his shoulders. Levi continued complaining as they headed toward Heaven.
“I want to ride!” Levi said as Heaven took him.
She smiled at her son. “I thought you said you wanted chocolate cake.”
“I want cake.” He nodded his little head up and down, his attention now on his huge birthday cake.
“I’ll take you back on the bumper cars after you eat,” Julian said, and Heaven shook her head.
“Why don’t you take him on the merry-go-round instead; it‘s much safer,” she suggested.
“Bumper cars!” Levi cried, obviously ready to fight to ride the bumper cars.
***
Heaven sat by Levi’s bed and read him his favorite bedtime story. She waited until he was asleep, then kissed his forehead and left his bedroom.
“Is he asleep?” Julian asked as he walked to stand behind her.
“Yes.”
“Come on.” He grabbed the baby monitor, wrapped his arm around her hips and led her to their room.
“My mom wants to go to Hawaii with us next month.”
“Good, she can watch Levi so you can give me those three days you owe me.” He grinned slyly.
“I only owe you two days, don’t forget about last week,” she objected.
“That doesn’t count.”
“Yes it does!”
“No, it doesn’t, I traded you the Kittington case for a three-day contract. I let you off easy. I should have asked for thirty days; you know how much I wanted that case.”
“Obviously not enough to resist my offer,” she smiled.
“You know I can’t resist three full days of you under my command. You don’t fight fair.”
“I don’t?” she asked, slowly unbuttoning her shirt.
“No, you don’t.”
“Maybe you should teach me a lesson, Julie.”
“I would love to, Princess.”
The End
Table of Contents
The Night Continues…
Mother of the Year
Feeling Better
Aggravation
A Little Wager
Wits’ End
The Trial
Back To Work
The Coffee Incident
The Case
The Opportunist
Doomsday
Jealousy Reaches its Peak
The Engagement party
The Engagement Honeymoon
Susan’s Day
at Court
Wedding
Suspicious staff
Captured
Hideout
Epilogue
Wedding
One year later
Third Birthday
