Here's chapter 1. Enjoy!

Chad walked downstairs to the lobby of the Bed & Breakfast and greeted Jessica who had a strange look on her face. Before he got a chance to ask her what was wrong he spotted quite possibly the most spoiled, self-centered brat he's had the comfort of meeting. And unfortunately, she was his sister.
"Well, good morning, sunshine." 23 year-old Felicity Crane said.
"Any morning that begins with seeing you is never a good one." Chad shot back quickly.
Felicity was never a joy to be around. Chad had heard from Sheridan that Felicity had tried out for some alumni group in college and when he roommate got in instead of her, she put super glue in the poor girls hair while she was asleep. And after tossing and turning all night, by morning, her pillow case was stuck to her head. Basically, Felicity wasn't a girl to mess with.
"Oh now is that any way to speak to your sister?"
"Half sister, thank God for that much."
"I count my blessings for that myself, Chad."
"What are you doing here?"
"I needed to speak to you."
"Why? Want to know what time I'm going to lunch, so you can run me down with your car?"
"Oh Chad, if I wanted you run down, I'd hire someone to do it. By the way, I'll get your time schedule another time."
It was no secret that Felicity hated Chad. With it revealed Ethan wasn't Julian's son, Felicity was the oldest Crane. Though she was a girl and Grandfather Alistair was highly sexist when it came to women running a business, Felicity knew she would be the heir after her father, Julian. But then, Chad came into the picture, and he was Julian's oldest child, more importantly, he was his son. Felicity knew Alistair would never accept Chad or even consider making an illegitimate child heir, but Julian would.
"What I came to tell you is that we're having a little family gathering. My sister's coming home today and it's rumored she's bringing my brother with her."
"Well, if they're anything like you, I'll live longer not meeting them." Chad said, walking out the door.
"I just thought you'd like to know about our family plans, you know, so you can come and please our daddy dearest even more." Felicity said, coming outside behind him.
"I'm not trying to please him and I don't even want to! I'd prefer if he just left me alone!" Chad yelled facing her.
"And the thought of all that money doesn't enlighten you one bit?"
"Money doesn't matter to me."
Felicity laughed, "You say that, but big brother, it does matter to you, it's in the blood." She said turning around and walking toward her car and driving off.
 

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"Are you not full yet?" Luis said returning to the kitchen from the bedroom in his cop uniform.
"Hey I'm eating for two now." Sheridan said taking another bit of eggs.
Luis just chuckled and leaned down and kissed his wife on the forehead.
Sheridan was only  months pregnant, but she looked like she should be 8.
"So what are you doing today?" Luis asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"Well, I'm going to meet Eve for lunch and I think I might go find Chad for brunch."
"Lunch? Brunch? No wonder our kids so big."
Sheridan rolled her eyes and continued. "Also, my other niece and nephew are coming home for a visit." Sheridan said as she stood up and picked up her plate, "And there's going to be a homecoming dinner for them at the main house with them, Felicity, and Julian. And I told we'd come. Oh, honey look at the time! You've got to get to work!" Sheridan said quickly pushing Luis out of the kitchen and towards the door.
"Hold it. Family dinner? I read over our marriage license thoroughly and I didn't read anything about family dinners."
"We have dinner with your family." Sheridan pointed out.
"My family's sane."
"All right you've got a point, but please. I haven't seen Livvie or Nikolas in ages." Sheridan pouted, looking up at Luis with her blue eyes she knew Luis couldn't resist.
"Okay fine!" Luis finally gave in.
Sheridan smiler and her eyes sparkled.
"But I refuse to sit anywhere near Julian or Felicity."
"Julian isn't as bad as he used to be."
"But there are still unanswered questions I have and something tells me to still keep caution with him."
"All right, fine. Two seats away from Julian and Felicity."
"I can't wait." Luis said going out the door to his patrol jeep.
"Thank you!" Sheridan shouted, smiling to herself, thinking of how great her life had become.
 

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Whitney walked around the couch, grabbed a magazine from the table and plopped down onto the couch behind her.
She flipped through the magazine trying to keep herself busy. With every month of pregnancy, she got even more tired and it wasn't even 10am yet.
Frustrated she couldn't do anything, she threw the magazine aside and looked around the living room.
She and her new husband, Noah, had been living in the house for the past 2 months.
Though it was small, it was the perfect size for a newly married couple with a child on the way.
Whitney put her hand on her stomach. Three months ago, she would have never imagined she'd be right here.
She was happy, though. Somewhat. her baby would be taken care of. "Noah will be the perfect father" Whitney remembered telling everyone, when she announced she was expecting. Now if only he was...
The ringing of the phone interrupted Whitney's thought's before they got too complicated.
"Hello?" She said, picking up the handle.
After a slight hesitation, the woman on the other end spoke, "Hello Whitney, How are you doing?"
"I'm breathing. That's one good thing." Whitney said cruelly. "How did you get this number, Eve?"
Eve sat back in her chair at her office and sighed, "Noah's business cards has it on them and I really do wish you'd call me 'mom' again."
"You may be the woman who gave birth to me, but you are not my mom. Don't call me again. I mean it." Whitney said, slamming down the phone.
Whitney sighed and looked over at a picture of Noah with his sisters. "This is not going to be a good day for you, Noah Bennett." she said, grabbing her jacket and heading out the door.
 

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"Listen to me, if that guy wants me to represent him, I'm going to have to meet him before his trial. Not at it."
Noah talked into his cell phone while somehow managing to hold his briefcase and coffee in his other hand.
But as he turned the corner of a building in downtown Harmony his collision with a young woman sent his and her briefcases to the ground and his coffee on her.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry. Ethan I'm going to have to call you back." Noah hung up his phone a stuck it in his jacket pocket as he stared at the beautiful, but angered woman.
"It's okay. I've had it for a while so it should be pretty cool. I didn't think there was that much left." he said looking down at the coffee running down her white shirt and matching pants.
"That's what you get for thinking." she finally spoke, staring at Noah with daggers in her eyes.
Noah ignored the remark, "Could I pay for your dry cleaning?" he asked reaching for his wallet.
"I'm sure you could." she said in a sarcastic tone, as she watched Noah fumble through the bills in his wallet, "It's going to take a lot more than that! Coffee stains aren't in this season, but maybe you should check out next season's colors, see if there's any brown or mocha."
Noah stared at the enchanting woman for moment. "You know, here's my card, why don't you call me when you get the bill?" He said, pulling out one of his business cards and handing it to her, before putting his wallet away.
"'Call me when you get the bill' That's a very original line." she said stuffing the card in her pocket without looking at it.
Noah nearly laughed at the woman's comment. "That wasn't a line. At least I wasn't using it as one." he said as she bent down and picked up her briefcase.
"Yeah, just so you know, I don't go for men who don't have a good sense of direction and can't keep their spills to themselves." She shot a devilish half-smile at him and walked passed and around the corner.
Noah starred at her as she walked away and let out a laugh thinking about what had happened when his phone started ringing. He picked up his briefcase and answered his phone, "Ethan, so did this guy set a date..."