Semua Bab Fighting Back (Fighting For Love 5): Bab 51 - Bab 55

Across the room, Trish Montgomery studiously ignored the drop-dead sexy guy with the messy black hair who kept staring at her. Fuck, what an asshole. OK, sure, he was gorgeous and hot and built… but what kind of a dickhead made goo-goo eyes at the female staff with his girlfriend sitting right there?A serious dickhead, that’s the kind. And Trish knew far, far too many of those kinds of dickheads. She knew far too many dickheads in general actually, if she really thought about it, and avoiding them was pretty paramount in her new life.Sadly, that wasn’t always possible nor was it easy, and she never fooled herself about why that was – she never kidded herself for even one minute. Trish was, after all, the star of no fewer than seventy x-rated movies that were widely-distributed around the internet and hundreds of porn sites… so for all she knew, this guy with the astonishing silver eyes and bulging arms had already seen her with her clothes off. Maybe he knew her alter-ego Thalia Fla

She did as he ordered, knowing that she had no choice in the matter. Her golden eyes held his gray ones, and the intensity that she saw in those depths jolted her, pushed her closer to the edge.Nothing better. Just… nothing.Then it was on her, washing over her, washing her away, and Nick dragged her lips up to his. He swallowed her screams of release, took them into his mouth, and then his grunts and groans sounded back into hers.It was over now, and they were a shuddering, heaving mess against the door. Open-mouthed kisses, sweet murmurs, panting breaths against the door. All wrapped around each other, still joined together.Still one body. And far more and far better than that – one soul.Only now – now that it was all over and the madness had passed – did Nick think about his prosthetic. That was when Keegan’s words came back to him:One day you’ll be doin’ somethin’ man, and you’re gonna completely forget that the prosthetic ain’t your leg. Maybe just for a few seconds, maybe f

Nick walked into Mia’s hospital room quietly, not wanting to wake her if she was out for the count. The labor had been tough on her, and had gone on for more than twenty-four hours. If the woman needed a rest, he wasn’t about to deny her that. Not even to get a longed-for kiss from those perfect lips.Sure enough, Mia was asleep. He stood at her bedside, just staring down at her for a few seconds. Then so carefully, so gently, he pressed a tiny kiss onto the top of her head.That was when his son stirred in the hospital bassinet. He’d be sleeping next to Mia all night, and Nick would be sleeping on the pull-out sofa in the corner. It was going to be their first night sharing a room as a family – and it wasn’t going to be anything like the last.Kieran’s blue eyes squinted open, and he made a soft noise of what sounded like complaint. Nick scooped him up, held him close to his broad chest, stared down at the baby.“Hey there, little man,” he whispered. “You gonna stay quiet just a bit