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Bliss: Chapter 1

The kids busied themselves, climbing all over her furniture, taking things and moving them to other places, while we sat on her couch and she tucked into her lunch.

Mmm, these are divine,” she said, mouth full of BLT sandwich. She brought it up to my face and I took a bite, though I’d already eaten. “Those YouTube cooking channels are really working.”

I opened my mouth, taking mock offense. “Are you trying to say my cooking prior to watching them was bad?”

It was, and we both knew it! She’d cooked most of the meals at the start of our relationship — the second time around — but since becoming a full-time mom, I’d spent the past two years practicing, trying out new recipes, nearly burning down our kitchen in the process! It had been an arduous process, but my cooking was finally at a place I was proud of. I had signature dishes, and still experimented whenever I could.

No…” She hid a smile behind her sandwich.

I chuckled. “Actually, I’m trying a new dish this evening. I think you’ll like it.”

She unscrewed the glass bottle that contained her smoothie, let out an appreciative “mmm” as she downed it, then said, “It’s so crazy here right now, love, I won’t be—”

You won’t be late for dinner tonight,” I finished for her, folding my arms. “That’s what you were going to say, right?”

When I used that tone, the WIFE tone, she knew there was only one way this would go.

With the faintest smile playing on her lips, a smile of defeat, she said, “Yes, honey, that’s exactly what I was going to say. I would never be late for dinner.”

Dakota Pierre — 1; Naomi Pierre — 0.


The credits rolled, signaling the end of a Trotro marathon I’d been roped into watching by my children. It was a French cartoon their mother had introduced them to, and I didn’t understand a word of it. They did, though, thanks to Naomi’s insistence on speaking to them in French half the time.

It didn’t matter that they’d watched the show more times than I, or they, could count, or that I was in the middle of making their mother’s dinner; they’d taken me hostage, snuggled up to me on the couch, one on either side, and that was that.

They were at their most angelic in the evening; especially now, in sleep. I looked down at them wrapped in my arms, and realized how quiet they’d become. Only sleep could make them this quiet.

The next part required a level of skill I’d mastered over the months. I untangled myself from them as gently as I could, then with great precision, one by one I picked them up and carried them to their room, successfully avoiding waking them.

Their room, once a sort of morbid shrine and reminder of Naomi’s loss, was now full of life. Toys, books and clothes strewn everywhere, crayon markings on the walls. I knew it had been difficult for her to redecorate, once I fell pregnant, but she’d done it without complaint. And now two beds, one blue, one pink (we really weren’t very creative) occupied the room.

9 thoughts on “Bliss: Chapter 1”

  1. Holy crap! The dad!? THE DAD SHOWED UP!? Oh dear me, here comes some dramaaa…

    Damn Heidi, this was AWESOME. Was totally grinning ear to ear the whole way through. THIS fic is totally what I yearned for after the epilogue. Been wanting the happy ending extended so badly. Finally seeing the aftermath of their life together has my heart doing all kinds of happy flip-flops. Thanks for the feels!

    Also, it’s nice to read some well-written, grammatically correct, ultimately flawless fan fiction! So thanks for that added gift. You must have one hell of a beta team. Very well done, you. Can’t wait for the next chapter. —oh, I personally prefer chapters as their finished opposed to waiting for the whole story. More frequent updates, plus more time to reflect and appreciate what you’ve already written. But that’s just me.

    Brilliant piece once again, Heidi! Thank you VERY much. Please never stop writing 😀

    1. Haha! Yeah, bit of a cliffhanger there.

      Glad you liked the chapter. The family dynamic was something I also couldn’t wait to explore. But you know it wouldn’t be one of my stories if it wasn’t filled with drama 😉

  2. I’ve said this and I say it again you are one of my favorites hands down. Thank you so much for this series continuation. I can’t wait to see what happens next, now that the abusive dad has showed up.

  3. Why would Dove bring their dad unannounced?! Is he being threatened? What about when Naomi and the twins come back? 😳 Just, wow!

    Great work with this chapter! I loved seeing the marital bliss, Dakota navigating being a mom, and battling those nagging fears/struggles with self-worth. The scene at Naomi’s office – so beautiful ♥️

    I prefer you to release the chapters as they’re ready. Thank you for this fantastic chapter!

    1. Glad you liked it! And I’m sure Dove has his reasons 😉

      Yeah, I really enjoyed writing the scenes with Dakota and the kids. I’m a sucker for that sort of thing, lol.

      The consensus seems to be that people want the chapters posted as and when they’re ready, so that’s what it’ll be.

  4. I’m completely intrigued and caught up now. I want..no..need to know what are the dynamics between Dak and her father. Please keep them coming. I can hardly wait!

  5. OMG! I just finished reading this book and it was one of my favorites of yours outside of “Her Lesson to Love” and “A Scarlet Kiss.” I was wondering about the characters Naomi and Dakota and how they fared. I was so happy to stumble upon this. It was nice to see that their love made it and they each saw happiness in their lives. Dakota especially was deserving of a good family, to give her anything less would rob her of what she truly deserved in life. Although my allegiance is to Naomi as my favorite of the two. Everyone needs a Naomi in their lives to love them. I can’t wait to read the other chapters. I hope this trend of yours continues with your other works.

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