Page 64 of Losing Faith

He walks in after his kid skips into the living room and she heads straight for my brothers.

I turn to Jackson as I shut the door and his eyes are on my chest again. “Are you going to tell me how hot I look or are you going to keep staring at my titties?” I keep my voice low as I watch him carefully.

We haven’t seen each other since the non-date and as he watches me like a starved man, the butterflies from having his arms around him are back like they never left.

His eyes meet mine and I bite back a smile when I notice his jaw clenching. He glances into the living room and I follow his line of sight to Sire who’s distracted with Isa.

Jackson shifts his body so he’s standing directly in front of me with his back to my brothers. “You look hot,” he whispers and I open my mouth to tease him, but nothing comes out.

I go still when he takes a step forward. My breath hitches as he reaches for my top. He grazes my boobs every so slightly and holds eye contact as he puts his fingers in the front of my dress before pulling my top up. “Where are you going in this?”

I cock my head to the side. “Is your room an option?”

His eyes narrow as he pulls my top higher. He doesn’t say a word as he walks off and I bite back a smile as I pull my dress down again before following him into the living room.

“So you don’t have time for me anymore?” Isabelle glares up at Sire. “I thought we were best friends?”

“We are.” He scoops her into his arms before kissing her cheek. “I can go trick or treating with you for a little while, but August wants me to go out with him too.”

I realize his predicament when I remember he told her they’d spend the night together.

“If you want to hang out with him, thenfine.” Isabelle pushes him away as she crawls out of his lap.

“Don’t be like that, princess.”

She whips her head around, her curls swinging in Sire’s face. “Lissy will come with us.” She marches over to me. “Right, Lissy?” She looks up at me with those big gray eyes and I’m about to agree simply because she’s so damn cute, but my jaw drops.

“When did you cut your hair?” I kneel down before turning her around to examine her curls that were once down to her butt and now only a few inches past her shoulders. She’s had her hair up the last few times I’ve seen her, but now I notice it’s dramatically shorter.

I look up at Jackson for an answer and when he rolls his eyes, I stifle a laugh as I realize she did this without his knowing.

“I swear I stepped into my office forfiveminutes and she chopped half of it off. I tried saving it, but that’s the longest I could go without it looking botched.” He shakes his head at her and I break into a laugh before kissing her precious head.

“I’ll go trick or treating with you, but no more playing with scissors, my sweet girl.”

“Deal!” She turns around before throwing her arms around my neck. I let out a laugh as I rise while carrying her.

August quickly sits up in his seat. “But the group will be incomplete.”

I roll my eyes at his genuine worry. “I’m sure you all will be recognized with two sins missing. Sire will join you all later.” I look over at Isabelle before kissing her nose.

“Am I your favorite now?” I glance over at my brother with a teasing smile.

“Yup, I don’t even know who Uncle Sigh is anymore.” She rolls her eyes as she turns away from him.

His jaw drops and I break into a laugh as I walk backward with her while waving goodbye.

When we reach the door I whisper in her ear. “Say, so long fuckers.”

She stifles a laugh as she turns to the living room. “So long fuckers!” She flips them off and her dad’s jaw drops before I take off running with her and I can hear all of my siblings laughing behind us.

We’re both a laughing mess, but when I see Jackson marching towards us, our laughs quickly sober. Beside him, my brother and his girlfriend are hiding their smiles.

Jackson steps in front of us, his dad glare on. “I’m not going to say anything to both of you because I know that won’t happen again, right?”

Behind him, my brother watches us with his brows raised, a teasing smile on his face.

Isabelle nods quietly and a shiver runs down my back at howhothe sounds when he’s being commanding.

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