Suddenly Trouble (Dirty Texas Book 4)

by JA Low

  “Hello modern medicine man.” Christian throws his arm around Derrick’s shoulders. “You pick an egg or a surrogate and you have a baby. Heaps of single women do it, why can’t you?” Derrick’s eyes widen as if he’s never considered this before.

  “Yeah? Like a gay single man is going to be able to have a baby. They are going to shut the door right in my face.” Derrick shoulders sink. We are all used to Derrick’s hair brained schemes but seeing him physically upset over this is new.

  “Money. You have lots of money, Derrick. You are in a great position to be able to do this,” Evan tells him.

  “But I am so busy at work.”

  “No one is saying you have to do it now, you have time. But why not look into it as a Plan B,” Evan presses.

  “You never know what the new year might bring. The love of your life could be just around the corner,” Christian encourages him.

  “You’re right, Christian. I need to stop being a ho and start looking for Mr. Right.”

  “I heard my name.” Hudson, my brother, walks in at that moment shocking us all. I rush up and pull him tight into hug. Having him safe is the best feeling in the world. He wasn’t able to make it home for Christmas due to a story, but he promised that for New Year’s, no matter what, he would be here. I don’t want to let him go.

  “I see being a dad has made you soft,” he chuckles.

  “Fuck you. I’m just glad you’re safe that’s all, asshole.” Hudson chuckles. The rest of the boys welcome Hudson home, especially Derrick who gives him a very enthusiastic hug.

  “Now, where’s my nephew? I’m dying to see him.” I take my brother out of the games room and into the lounge where the girls are. Isla’s just walked into the room with Easton in her arms. “Oh my God, he’s so little.” Hudson walks over to Isla, gives her a kiss on the cheek and stares down at little Easton in wonderment. “Hey, little buddy. I’m your crazy Uncle Hudson.”

  “Want to hold him?” Isla asks. Hudson’s eyes widen and he holds out his arms for him. Easton moves easily to his uncle’s arms and opens his eyes and stares at the stranger before him. His little fingers curl around Hudson’s and I see my brother melt right before my eyes.

  “Damn it, Finn.” His eyes glisten. “He’s perfect.”

  “Yeah. He is.”

  “Hey, little guy. You and me are going to have so many adventures together.”

  “No,” I tell him. “There will be no adventures to war zones for my little one.”

  “We’ll see.” He stares at him. “Mind you, growing up in LA is its own war zone, little buddy. Your Uncle Hudson is going to teach you everything you need to survive.”

  “Three…Two…One…Happy New Year.” Everyone screams as the fireworks go off in the backyard. We are all huddled in the freezing cold on the balcony watching the colorful sparks shoot off into every direction.

  “Happy New Year, babe.” Pulling my fiancé’s face to mine I kiss her. “This time last year I was saying goodbye to you.” I look down into her ice-blue eyes, my heart breaking all over again remembering the love of my life was leaving me. I had to let her go then. Isla kisses me again.

  “I didn’t want to leave but I had to.”

  “It all worked out in the end.” I kiss her nose.

  “It’s incredible how much changes in a year. Last year goodbye, this year forever.” She smiles, wrapping her arms around me.

  “This year you are going to become Mrs. Isla Connolly. And maybe we might have some more little rug rats.” Isla stills in my arms.

  “Excuse me?” She doesn’t look impressed with my idea.

  “Don’t you want more kids?” I ask her.

  “I’m just coping with the first one.”

  “Don’t you want to give Easton a little brother or sister?” I nuzzle into her neck.

  “Yes of course,” she answers, melting into me. “I just don’t want to be continuously knocked up like Evan does to Sienna.” This makes me chuckle; I totally get why Evan is like that.

  “Fine! I promise, but I would like at least one more.”

  “Okay, fine. One more,” she negotiates.

  “Come on then, let’s get started.” Picking her up in my arms, she squeals as I rush back into the warmth inside.

  “Where are you going? Our cabin is out there.” Isla points in the opposite direction I’m running. My head is a little cloudy from my hormones. Since having Easton our sex life hasn’t quite been the same, and it’s not all Issy. I too have been exhausted; all I want to do is wrap myself around Issy and fall asleep when I get home.

  I put Issy down and grab her hand and make our way back outside to our cozy cabin. It’s warm in here, the fire is going. Easton is asleep in his crib. Thank goodness for modern technology, we have an app on our phone that makes it vibrate when he moves in his cot. The little champion slept through the fireworks, didn’t move an inch, so I am praying the little dude keeps sleeping so I can ring in the New Year with a bang.

  Isla and I quickly shed our winter coats in the foyer and kick off our snow covered boots, leaving a trail of breadcrumbs of clothes behind us. We stumble against each other just like we used to do when we were teenagers, eager to be with each other, but having to be quiet in case her parents woke up.

  “Maybe we should just stay in here,” Isla whispers, pointing to the couch. “I bet as soon as we enter the bedroom, Easton is going to realize I’m home and want a feed.” I nod my head, good Idea. He can be a little cock blocker sometimes. I quickly shed the rest of my clothes and so does Isla. I take a seat on the couch, my dick standing to attention waiting for her. Isla straddles my lap, her lips meeting mine. “We are going to have to make it quick.” I’m pretty sure as soon as she sinks down on me I’m not going to last. And she does just that, we hiss as we finally join each other. It’s taken Issy awhile to feel comfortable down there after giving birth. I, of course, did not look at the fun zone being destroyed; my memory is still in tack of the beautiful place between her thighs. I have noticed she is a little tighter than before, maybe the doctor gave her a little tuck down there when he sewed her up. We go slow because it does still hurt her. Gently, I move inside of her. She shows me how fast and deep she wants me. My tongue licks around her nipples, since breast feeding the sensation isn’t there anymore. I let my teeth sink into the pink skin, which makes her hiss as she feels the sensation. A small pool of milk falls from her breast as I bite down. It tastes sweet but I quickly move on as it freaks Issy out. Instead, I capture her lips as I continue to pump inside of her.

  “I love you, babe.” Our foreheads meet.

  “I love you too.” I move my hand between us, my thumb finding her swollen clit and I give it a couple of rolls as my thrusts increase. “Yes,” she moans as I increase the pressure. Her hormones have been all over the place since giving birth but the best thing about it is her clit is super sensitive and it doesn’t take much to send her hurtling over the edge. A couple more rolls and she is coming, her back arching, thrusting her magnificent tits into my face. I bury myself between her breasts as I continue to pump into her, chasing my release, until I find that edge and go straight over it and crashing to the other side. My body has a slight sheen to it, the roaring fire behind us making me feel hotter than before.

  “Come, let’s grab a shower and clean up before munchkin wakes up for his feed.” I pick Issy up, her legs stay wrapped around my waist as I walk her into the bathroom. I fiddle with the faucets getting it to the right temperature. I let her slide off my body and under the warm water.

  “Happy New Year, baby.” I kiss her.

  “Happy New Year, Finn.” The sounds of crying pierce through our moment which makes us laugh.

  “You stay in here for a little longer,” I tell Issy. “I’ll go change his nappy.”

  44

  Isla

  “Happy birthday.” Finn rolls over giving me a kiss. I’ve been dreading today. I’m officially thirty. Easton begins to fuss next door wanting to be feed. �
��Relax. I’ll get him.” Finn gives me another peck and jumps out of bed. I stay snuggled into my duvet enjoying a couple of precious moments before I have to feed the little one. Finn walks in with a smiling Easton as they sing happy birthday to me, he giggles and gurgles. When he sees me his little legs kick out and his hand tries to grab for me. He’s growing up so quickly now being four months old. Time is flying by. He’s started to interact more with us, he can hold his head up and grab things, especially my necklaces at the moment. Thankfully, Sienna gave me some of those mommy necklaces that are made out of soft silicon so babies can chew them.

  “There’s my little man.” He squeals for me as Finn hands him over. He nuzzles my chest trying to find his food.

  “While you're there I can now bring you your gifts,” Finn says excitedly. I can’t wait. He comes back with a ton of bags. What the hell? Has he gone mad? “Here, open this first.” He hands me the orange Hermes bag.

  “What have you done?” I look up at him. He stands there with a big grin on his face. He helps me open it while Easton is feeding. He pulls the orange box, unties the black ribbon, and pulls the bag from the delicate packaging.

  “No! Finn. No.” Tears well in my eyes.

  “It’s your thirtieth. I wanted to do something special for you.”

  “But it’s a Birkin Bag.” Finn grins at me.

  “I know. I remember overhearing you telling the girls that you’d love to own one. And now you do.” This man, seriously!

  “Thank you, babe. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” I lean over and give him a kiss. Easton fusses for a moment as he falls off of my boob but I push him back on and he’s happy again.

  “Wait there’s more.” Finn skips out of the room and comes back with another bag, a tan one and I know exactly what is inside of that. He opens up the bag pulling out the shoe box, he flips the lid. “I remember you saying you would love a pair of glitter shoes and I saw these and thought of you.” I pick up the silver glitter Christian Louboutin shoe.

  “I love them, babe.”

  “Can you wear these and nothing else next time, you know?” He waggles his eyebrows at me.

  “Of course I will.” This man deserves a thank you blow job for this. He gives me a cheeky smile and rushes out again. Easton has finished eating and I’m currently burping the little man. Next, he brings me a black elegant bag with a silver HW on the front.

  “Finn! This is too much.” I point to the bag he is holding.

  “Yeah it probably is. But you’re worth it.” He hands me the next present. I lay Easton beside me as I take the bag from him. I pull out the first black leather box. Closing my eyes before I peek inside because I know whatever it is, it’s expensive as fuck. I flip open the top and presented on a black leather pillow are the most gorgeous Harry Winston diamond earrings.

  “Finn.” I burst out crying staring at the earrings. “You’re spoiling me.”

  “Issy. I have waited a life time to spoil you.” I sniffle at his beautiful words. “There’s more.” I open the next box and it’s a matching necklace, then the next one which is a matching bracelet. “I thought maybe you could wear these for the wedding as well.” I pull him into my arms and kiss him passionately. I don’t know if I can thank him enough with my kisses.

  “Wait until Easton is asleep. I am going to thoroughly thank you then.”

  “As brilliant as that sounds, I have plans.” I pout because I really want to give him a fantastic thank you blow job. “Don’t you worry, darlin’. You can thank me later. The girls will be here soon to take you away for a spa day, while I get everything else ready.” A spa day. This is becoming the best day ever!

  “Oh my God, I needed this.” The woman’s strong fingers work on my toes, a glass of chilled champagne in my hand.

  “So did we,” Sienna adds. We all settle into our foot massages before moving onto our full body massages. A limousine came and picked Sienna, Vanessa, Derrick, Stacey and Olivia up and took us to Beverly Hills for a day spa. Hours later I stumble out of my massage room and meet the group in the pool area where they are waiting with more champagne for me.

  “Happy birthday, Isla,” Derrick toasts me.

  “Thank you all for coming out.”

  “As if we would say no to a kid free spa day,” Vanessa adds.

  “This has been a pretty awesome birthday so far. I’ve been dreading turning thirty, but Finn has made it pretty epic.

  “Well. It’s about to get better, my darling. Because your sexy husband-to-be wants me to take you to Rodeo Drive and pick something out for you to wear tonight. His instructions were something sexy.”

  “Okay, well I guess I am all yours then, D.”

  “They were the exact words I wanted to hear.”

  We all pile into the limousine again to drive the short distance down to the luxury shops. I’m presented with Sprinkles Cupcakes and Sugarfina Champagne Bears.

  “Finn spoiled me so much this morning. He bought me a fucking Birkin.” Derrick screams and gives me a death stare.

  “Holy shit. You better be on your knees thanking that boy. Where do I find a man like that?” Derrick asks me.

  “Don’t you worry, D. I will be thanking him as soon as I get a moment alone with him.” I give him a wink. I take a bite of my chocolate cupcake and I wash it down with another glass of champagne. “He also bought me diamonds as well.”

  “Cartier?” Derrick asks. I shake my head.

  “Harry Winston.” Derrick pretends to faint.

  “He’s really pulling out all the stops for you today, which you totally deserve,” Stacey adds.

  “This is my first birthday we can celebrate out in the open. We’ve spent years celebrating it in the shadows.”

  “It’s sweet.” Vanessa smiles.

  “Well, if he is feeling that generous his credit card is going to get the biggest work out of its life,” Derrick jokes. I roll my eyes. I’m not like that. Finn is rich. Extremely rich, like all the of Dirty Texas guys, but just because we are together now doesn’t mean I can spend his money as if it’s my own. I despised any of the women that hung around the boys looking for their next designer bag or dress. I may have been the band’s assistant but the boys paid me an obscene amount of money to do it. Most days I earnt it with their antics, so I was able to buy my own luxury items if I wanted to. Just never enough for Birkin bag.

  “We’re here,” Derrick sing songs as the driver opens the door for us. We step out one by one, people stopping and staring trying to work out who on earth we are. “First stop, Chanel,” Derrick orders and we follow behind him.

  Hours later and I need another foot massage. Finn called while we were shopping and told me to go crazy. When Derrick heard those magic words I thought he had an orgasm on the spot. I picked up a couple of dresses for tonight, unsure what I wanted to wear and some new shoes. Sienna on the other hand, I think bought out Rodeo Drive, the driver had to do multiple trips back to the limousine.

  “Next stop on Isla’s magical birthday tour is hair and make-up. Which will be done at my house,” Derrick tells us.

  “Why are we going there?”

  “Because, missy, your hunk of a man has a plan and that does not include you going back to your house.” I’m not going to fight it. Finn has planned an amazing day so far I’m just going to go with it.

  45

  Finn

  “Hey, little man. Don’t cry. I know you’re missing Mommy but you will see her in the morning.” Easton is not having any of this birthday cheer I am trying to organize for Isla. He is cranky. “Please take your bottle, little one. It has boobie milk in it. You like that.” Easton takes it for a couple of sucks and spits it out again, his face turning a bright shade of red as he works his lunges out. “I understand. I would rather have it from the source as well.” I bounce him up and down trying to soothe him and then he lets out an almighty burp, followed by projectile vomit all down my back. Fuck! All over my suit.

  “Oh no, sweetheart.” Mom rus
hes in and takes Easton from me. “Do you have another suit?” She looks me over.

  “Luckily I do.” Easton starts to giggle as he looks up at my mom.

  “I heard you all the way down the street, little man,” Mom tells him. He just gives her a toothless grin. “Did you have a bellyache? Is that why you were the grizzle monster?” His little hand comes out and slaps her right in the face. “No, don’t slap Nanna. That’s not nice.” Mom’s tone changes and it makes Easton stop. His bottom lip quivers and he looks like he is on the verge of tears. Mom pulls him closer to her and he’s happy again.

  “Are you sure about looking after him tonight?”

  “Of course, sweetheart. We will be staying at the hotel down the road, so you can see us at any moment.” I’ve booked Mom and Isla’s mom a room at an exclusive hotel down in Malibu where we will be partying tonight. It’s going to be the first night Isla is away from Easton so I wanted him close by just in case either of them needed each other. Our mothers are stocked up on milk for him, but still the thought of leaving him overnight makes me feel uneasy.

  “Go and get changed.” Mom points to the mess on my back. After another shower, I am dressed and ready to go. I’ve planned an adult only party down at a house in Malibu. Everyone has arranged babysitters for the night so we are able to have some adult time. Honestly, what I am most looking forward to is uninterrupted sleep. I know it should be sex and I can’t wait for that, but deep down inside I can’t wait to close my eyes and not open them again for a good six, eight, hell, even twelve hours.

  We are ten minutes out.

  Derrick’s text comes through.

  My heart starts to beat quicker, nerves set in. I hope she likes her birthday party. The outdoor terrace is decorated with fairy lights, there is a candy buffet filled with all kinds of delicious treats, there is also a dessert tower and a donut wall. All the things Isla likes. I also asked her mom what were some of her favorite German and Swedish foods and Sebastien has courteously made it for her tonight. He’s an alright guy. I know Isla and he hooked up once. She told me when we had a sit down and confessed who we had slept with that might hurt the other. Also knowing she had hooked up with Wes was a kick in the teeth. Not that I am a saint hooking up with plenty of her friends which was really just me trying to boost my ego and get a reaction from her. All childish bullshit really. None of that matters anymore. We wiped the slate clean and are truly focused on the two of us.