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  The Other Man

  Not everything in life runs smoothly...

  Part 5 in the Homes And Hearts series, each can be read as a stand alone story but they're best when all read together. Other parts include:

  Home Is Where The Heart Is.

  Jealousy And Trust.

  My Man, My Family.

  The Proposal.

  The Other Man.

  The Wedding.

  Steven has proposed to his black beauty Julie, and things are going better than ever for the couple. That is, until an ex from Julie's past shows up.

  What does he want? And will it be anything that could spoil the couple's wedding plans? Find out in this hot new BWWM romance by J A Fielding.

  An interracial billionaire romance not to be missed. Contains saucy scenes of a sexual nature, so please only read if you're 18 or over.


  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

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  Chapter One

  Julie’s stomach was in knots as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had long dreamed of this day and she was glad it was finally here. Everything was perfect. From the strapless, slim fitting Vera Wang gown to the silver Manolo Blahnik heels. She tried smiling, but she couldn’t. Somehow, she still felt like something was not right. Meg walked in and looked at her.

  “What do you think?” Julie asked smiling.

  “You look beautiful love,” Meg gushed.

  “Really? You don’t think I should have gone with an illusion neckline or something? Because I feel a bit Kardashian like in this,” Julie frowned.

  “Please don’t second guess yourself. You’ve come a little too far, don’t you think?”

  Julie smiled and nodded. Her smile faded when she saw the time.

  “But why hasn’t the ceremony began yet? Why am I still here?” she asked. Meg frowned and put a hand on her shoulder.

  “Would you relax already? This is what happens at weddings. Things are never on time. You should know that,” she reassured her. “And stop looking at the time already. It’s your day. It doesn’t matter what time the ceremony begins,” she added. Julie smiled and shrugged.

  “I don’t know, Meg. I have a strange feeling that something is wrong,” she fretted.

  “Really? Like what?” Meg asked as Julie sat down.

  “Well, there is the dreaded question, right?” Julie said. Meg shook her head.

  “The question? Is there anybody among us who has any reason why these two shouldn’t be joined in holy matrimony? That question?” she asked. Julie frowned and nodded. “Really? What do you think will happen? That some guy will oppose you two getting married?”

  Julie shrugged.

  “Or some girl,” she said. Meg smiled and shook her head.

  “These are just jitters. Every bride gets them. Just don’t read too much into it,” she said. Just then, the priest walked in.

  “I’m sorry, Miss Parker. I can’t hold off any longer,” he informed her. Julie took a long, deep breath and leaned back.

  “This is not happening,” she thought as she fought back the tears that threatened to flow freely down her cheeks.

  “Miss Parker?” she heard the priest call her. But she didn’t want to open her eyes. Opening them would mean facing the harsh reality and the only guilty pleasure she had was in her head…assuming everything else didn’t exist. She could still hear the priest talking, but at that moment, she couldn’t have cared less about what he had to say. Her eyes were still closed when she suddenly felt clarity about her and a familiar female British accent. She opened her eyes to see Steven’s sister looking at her with sad eyes.

  “Don’t even say it,” Julie whispered.

  “I’m sorry, honey. Steven’s not going to make it,” she said looking at Julie. By now, the tears she had fought back so long were flowing freely down her cheeks.

  “Julie…are you okay?” that was Meg.

  “We can still…” the priest was now talking. It was too much. She just wanted everyone to shut the hell up. She put her hands over her ears and screamed loudly…

  “Julie! Juelz! What is it? What’s going on?” Steven was holding her hand, trying not to startle her. He switched on the light on the night stand. Julie was still shaking her head, shaking her whole body…convulsing even. “Julie, wake up!” he yelled, loud enough to make her open her eyes. She looked up at him as she breathed heavily. “Are you okay?” he asked in a whisper. She looked into his eyes and nodded. Steven pulled her close to him and held her close. “You had me worried there,” he admitted. Julie felt a wetness on her cheek and that was when she realized that the dream-no-nightmare she’d just had was every bit real as she could have ever imagined. Steven planted a kiss on the top of her head and she looked up at him.

  “What’s the time?” she asked. Steven looked at the clock on the night stand.

  “A little after two,” he replied. Julie smiled sadly.

  “I’m sorry I woke you up,” she apologized. Steven smiled.

  “Are you going to tell me what that was about?” he asked. She took a long, deep breath and leaned her head against his chest.

  “The wedding,” she said. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

  “Still?” he asked.

  “I’m sorry,” she repeated.

  “I’ve heard of pre-wedding jitters but I never thought they were this bad,” Steven said with a smile. Julie smiled and put her hand on his chest.

  “You know that’s what Meg said,” she said. Steven looked down at her.

  “In the dream?” he asked. Julie nodded. “And where was I in that dream?”

  “You know, that was the whole basis of the nightmare,” she explained.

  “Nightmare? I just thought it was a bad dream,” he said. Julie gave him one of those ‘you better shut your mouth’ looks. “Okay, I know the definition of a nightmare is a bad dream. My bad. So what was it about me being at the wedding that was so bad?” he asked. Julie rested her head on his chest again.

  “You’re missing the point. You were not there. Your sister delivered the bad news while I was there waiting to be called into the chapel,” she said. Steven looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

  “I didn’t turn up for my own wedding? Seriously?” he asked. By that time, they were both fully awake. Julie looked at him and nodded. “Wow, that’s really bad,” he grimaced.

  “You have no idea. I was right there looking pretty in my gown and everything. It was terrible,” Julie said. Steven raised her chin and looked into her eyes.

  “You know I would never stand you up at the altar, right?” he asked. She smiled and nodded.

  “I just…this is my first marriage and I want it to be the only time I ever get married,” she said.

  “It’s going to be my first and last too,” he answered with a smile. “And it’s going to be perfect,” he added. Julie looked at him and smiled.

  “You really think so?”

  “Oh I know so,” he told her, smiling. She put her hand on his chest and smiled back.

  “You always know what to say to cheer me up,” she said. Steven slid his hand down one side of her body and stopped when he placed his hand on her hip. Julie noticed the bedding on his crotch getting elevated. She looked at him and smiled. “Baby, what are you doing?” He turned around and looked at her.