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To: Christina Hase

Fr: Matthias Authoró

We need to talk.

Your little fiasco in California made its way onto the news.

Imagine the headline 'Authoró's renegade child strikes again.'

In this envelope is an invitation to your sister's engagement party in three days. Follow the instructions on the invitation... Your sister will be happy to see you so don't make a scene.

Ensure that you're present at the party or you'll be seeing me sooner than you think and not on such good terms. Also bring that saviour of yours. We all have things to talk about.

M.A

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Short and to the point as always dad... I mentally sneer as I read this letter for the umpteenth time.

He hasn't tried to contact me in two years and now here he is laying out rules and threats.

My face scrunches up in disgust as I look at the invitation in my hand.

Rudana Authoró invites you, honoured guest...

Honoured guest my ass... That girl may share my blood but she's the farthest thing from a sister to me. No sister would have sat back and allowed anyone to do that to their own flesh and blood. Especially after all the times I covered and stuck out for her.

"Christina, you need to stop rereading that letter," Shan moans in exasperation at me and I lift my eyes over to find her droopy eyes on me. "If it causes you such distress, you really shouldn't read it."

Shan sits beside me in black jeans, a cashmere sweater and a pair of ankle high converse. She has one of those pillows for your neck on her shoulders as she tries to relax and she also clutches onto the hand of a sleeping Dimitri, her fear of flight kicking in.

Honestly, I would be throwing a tantrum about being so far off the ground right now, if my mind wasn't buzzing around with unanswered questions. All of which won't be answered until Saturday, two days from now.

Sighing, I throw the letter and invitation on the set of seats before me and close my eyes as I try to calm my nerves. Unfortunately for me, my fear of heights kicks in and I grab the nearest thing in arm's length.

Slight snoring causes me to look to my left at Johnattan who's leaning on the airplane window fast asleep. His hand is what I use to ground me as my frantic nerves try to torment me and he doesn't even stir as my grip tightens on his hand.

Gently, I reach out with my free hand to stroke his cheek, this time causing him to stir a little. We've been in the air for a good two hours and Johnattan had spent the first hour trying to calm me as take-off fears and daddy issues nearly drove me up a wall. Then after I'd calmed down he dozed off, and I was fine with being left alone for that time. He needs the rest and I need the time to think.

"I'm trying..." I murmur as I look over at Shan. "I'm trying not to pend on it but it's killing me... Why would he want to see me now? I don't think the Sam situation affected his reputation too much, not for him to want to see me... I've been in the limelight occasionally but he never..."

"Maybe he's concerned," Shan says optimistically and I try hard not to laugh.

"My father's many things but concerned is not one, especially about me." I state bluntly.

Shan shrugs with a frown as a yawn escapes her lips. "Well, I guess we'll know in a few days won't we?"

"I guess," I say as she groans, her eyes falling shut.

It is in the afternoon that we finally land in New York. The boys had woken up a few minutes before we landed, Johnattan receiving a call from his mother inviting us to dinner.

Johnattan had tried to turn her down but Momma Blake was having none of it. He'd agreed after I gave him the go ahead, knowing the main reason he was saying no was because he thought I might be exhausted after the flight. Honestly, I wasn't really tired and it would be nice to meet his parents and siblings. I would have even been calmed about it, but then I remembered that they didn't know I was pregnant and to any parent it would look sketchy if you brought home a pregnant chick as your girlfriend.

The main thought would be he's with me because he knocked me up.

Regardless, I am happy to meet them and hope there won't be any drama. I continue to hope for this as Johnattan drives through the big black and gold gates and pull up in front of a building that seems like an apartment complex.

It's three stories high but this building isn't your typical mansion. It has four or five buildings on it, all connected by sheltered stairs. Its design is breath-taking, something influenced by the English Georgian style. The nude colours of the building complements the chocolate, wooden shingled roof. The windows of each building are stroked with black and white mosaic tiles introducing contrast and drawing attention to the beautifully crafted wooden windows. The bay windows, terraces and balconies follow this style and the moonlight glimmers on these glazed tiles provoking the eyes with its beauty.

The main entrance has a Palladian with wooden French doors and I notice a few columns and pilasters on various parts of the building design. There are even a few sculptures.

Wow... Is the only thing I can say. This is like an architectural fantasy, a designer's wet dream. It looks spectacular.

As I exit Johnattan's car I can't help but thank god that the temperature is a little warmer than the last time I was here.

I'm in a blue off the shoulder dress and black flats. I barely have on makeup – an almost natural look and my hair is secured in a high bun with brownish blonde strands framing my face. Johnattan is in a matching blue dress shirt, black jeans and shoes. His hair is gelled back and his face is freshly shaved.

My man looks good and I didn't hold back as I told him exactly how his appearance is working on me... and we all know my words aren't always PG 13.

He smiles pecking my lips and I chuckle holding him in place as my arms loops around his neck. His mouth sedates my nerves and calms my being with each nibble, groan and affectionate pecks. His hands skim my hips settling on my stomach and I smile, rubbing our noses together as he pulls away.

"Are you ready?" He whispers as he rests his forehead against mine and I nod.

We'd left Shan and Dimitri at a hotel a little earlier, seeing as how they refused to stay with us. They said and I quote 'we need privacy to do our thing and you need privacy to do yours'. Honestly, I don't mind, it means more Johnny and Christi time.

"Okay, let's go meet the Blakes," he states as he pecks my lips, pulling away.

He reaches up to ring the doorbell when the door is flung open startling us both.

"Joey!" A red head screams as she dashes forward to embrace him and I step back not wanting to be knocked down.

"Jessie," he greets with a smile as he embraces her, planting a kiss atop her head.

He pulls away, looking down at her with a grin and she stares up at him with genuine adoration in her eyes.

"Hey, lil sis," he says with a raised brow. "You look different."

"Well, duh," she states, rolling her eyes playfully. "I dyed my hair again."

"Why red?" Johnattan asks as he takes a strand between his fingers staring at it curiously.

When I'd said earlier that she was a red head, I didn't mean a Jess Glynne red, her hair is actually blood red and she looks absolutely stunning with it.

"It pisses dad off," she shrugs. "And you know I'm always the delinquent one."

Johnattan laughs ruffling her hair and the teen brushes away his hand, turning to look at me.

"So Joey, who's this beautiful lady that you couldn't seem to keep your hands off on our porch?" She asks, making her way towards me.

"Jessie, this is Christina, my girlfriend and Christina, this is –"

"Jessica Evangeline Blake. This douche's sister and it's a pleasure to meet you."

Initially, I thought she was going to shake my hand but as she wraps her arms around my shoulders, I used my slightly outstretched hand to tap her back.

Talk about awkward.

"So who's the lucky guy?" She wiggles her eyebrows staring at my stomach. At first I was offended but then she says this.

"And please don't tell me it's that moron's. I mean come on why'd you choose to settle with him? Did he tell you that when I was a baby and he was supposed to clean my diapers he literally stood three feet from me and threw wipes at me like he was shooting hoops in gym class. He was so scared to touch poop it was like he was willing the wipes to clean me themselves."

"Oh cut me some slack Jessie, I was seven." Johnattan defends crossing his arms against his chest.

"Oh honey you can do so much better," she tells me, ignoring Johnattan and I smile. "I mean he's my brother but as they say sisters before misters and I think you need a heads up."

I like her.

"You know they also say family first, right Jessie?" Johnattan replies. "Now, stop embarrassing me in front of my girlfriend."

"Oh Joey, you know that's a little sister's job and I take my responsibilities seriously," her fist is placed against her chest as she says this and I can't help but laugh.

She grins at me playfully, peeking from the corner of her eyes at Johnattan and I chuckle as I look at his face. Pure embarrassment.

"Yes it's his," is what I reply after a while with a smile and Jessie gives me a look of sympathy, saying she'll pray for me. I burst out laughing and Johnattan scolds his sister, hiding a smile that threatens to slip on his face.

"Well, enough fun and jokes I won't keep you all out here any longer. Let's go meet the fam." She skips through the door in a T-shirt, blue jeans and Vans and I look over at Johnattan, mouthing 'I like her'.

He laughs shaking his head, wrapping his arm around me and leads me through the door.

Well, here goes nothing.

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Short, ik but I didn't want to fit all this in one chapter.

Hope you guys had fun this summer.

I think you guys should be returning to school now... If my knowledge of overseas schooling is right.... I just want to say Good luck and vaya con dio.

I won't be starting 6th form until September so I have lil of a month left to rest. I'm aiming to finish this book by then.

Also... I have an idea for a Book 3

It's a stand alone... Including Christi and Johnny's babies. Well, starring them...

Christi and Johnny will be there too but not as the main focus.

What are your thoughts on that?

Let me now here.

Bye Pervies💓💓💓