When Hate Turns to Love

Ch. 29

Nini was beyond exhausted by the time she was able to sit down on Ricky's private jet. Charlotte and Connor were off the wall in excitement. It was their first plane ride, and they were so psyched. Getting them packed was easier than getting them to settle down enough to buckle up. They were so happy to see Ricky and clung to him as they moved through the airport.

Charlotte was a little nervous during take-off, but loved it once they were in the air and able to move about the cabin. Nini fell asleep almost immediately.

"How long do we fly, Ricky?" Charlotte whispered, looking up from her coloring book, batting away Connor's toy trucks every time he drove them her way, "Stop it Con!"

Ricky maneuvered himself between them.

"4 hours Princess." he answered, "Connor, how about we play trucks at the other table so Charlotte can color."

"Okay Ricky." the little boy said loudly.

"Shh, Little Man, let your mom sleep a little."

"Shh." Connor repeated, a finger over his lips.

Nini opened her eyes a little while later. She smiled softly as she watched Ricky and Connor crashing his trucks. She had a special bond with both her children, but she and Charlotte could connect as females. It was nice for Connor to have a guy to look up to and admire. She stood and stretched, sharing a smile with Ricky. She joined her daughter.

"I'm almost done with this picture mommy."

Charlotte was very artistic and a perfectionist, so the butterfly on the page was neatly colored in, all within the lines.

"It's so pretty sweetie."

"Ricky, come look." Charlotte said.

"Okay." he walked over and looked, "It's beautiful Charlotte. We have an artist on our hands."

Charlotte smiled brightly. She got up from her seat and threw her arms around him. He picked her up.

"Do you want to dance princess?" he asked reaching for a remote.

"Yes please." she said in her polite way.

Ricky pressed a button and classical music filled cabin. Charlotte laughed in delight as he twirled them around.

"Mommy, can we dance?" Connor asked.

"Of course."

She lifted the little boy into her arms and danced around in the confined space.

It was a magical moment. One that she would never forget. One that her son and daughter would never forget either.

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Ricky's parents' house was a BEAUTIFUL G
red brick Georgian style home. Two stories, a bay window, and the biggest backyard Nini had ever seen. It was took Nini's breath away.

"Home sweet home." he said, helping them out of the limo, "Let's head on in, the driver will get the bags."

Suddenly a man and woman who looked a lot like Ricky burst out of the house.

"Ricky!" the woman yelled, pulling her son into a hug almost violently.

"Mom." he groaned.

The man laughed and rolled his eyes. He offered his hand to Nini.

"Mothers. Hi, I'm Mike."

"Nini. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Connor!" Connor said, sticking his hand out.