Page 49 of Daddies' Little Cubs

“Good morning, my Little Wolf. Did you sleep okay once you went back to sleep?”

“I did, Papa. I’m sorry for waking you so early in the morning.”

“Nonsense, babygirl. Papa is glad you did. I want you to seek one of us out when you are scared, tired, lonely, or any other kind of emotion. We want to be your rock, just like Jessa is.”

“You do?”

“Of course we do Destiny. I know it’s just been the two of you for so long, but you don’t have to continue to do it alone anymore. Lean on us, we’ve got you.”

Jackson was shocked when she pressed a kiss against his lips. Grinning at her as they pulled apart, he pressed a quick kiss onher forehead before saying, “Now, let’s go see if Jessa is awake and get you both ready for the day. Maybe we can convince Pops to take us all out for donuts for breakfast.”

He busted out laughing at how quick she moved, jumping out of bed trying to drag him along. Grabbing the shirt from the floor where he dropped it last night, Jackson placed his hand in hers and they made their way to the girls room.

Forty-five minutes and a shower later, Jackson helped Eli load the girls up into their suburban to go get donuts. Apparently when sugary sweets are on the line, their girls will do just about anything to have it.

Eli agreed to the donuts, but only if they got them to-go and brought them back home. He said he didn’t want to share their last few hours with a bunch of strangers, but rather just wanted his family at home where they belonged.

Jackson stoodin the doorway of the kitchen watching Eli clean up the mess from lunch. Nothing turned him on more than watching his husband do basic household tasks.

The giggles that were filtering out into the hallway from their cubs made him smile. Turning his focus back to Eli, Jackson spoke what was on his mind. “I’m not ready for this weekend to end.”

There was only about an hour left before they would take the girls back to Emmett and Raelyn’s house and they had spent all morning long playing video games together.

Turns out their Littles were quite the video game players. Jackson and Eli lost every single game they played together.

“I know, but there’s always during the week and of course the weekends.”

Winter break was quickly coming to an end. In two weeks the next semester would be starting and everyone would be busy during the week again. That didn’t stop Jackson’s plans to steal every free moment he could find with the girls.

“I’m almost done here, why don’t you head in and tell them they have about thirty more minutes to play before clean up needs to happen.”

Jackson nodded and turned heading down the hallway. Just as he was about to make his presence known, a small and timid voice stopped him in his tracks.

“Jessa, there’s something I need to talk to you about. I was trying to wait until tomorrow, but it’s driving me crazy and has now started keeping me up at night. I even had a nightmare last night because of it.”

“What’s going on Des? What’s got your knickers in a twist?”

“That’s the problem Jess. Nothing is getting my knickers in a twist.”

“I’m not sure I’m following. You’re going to have to spell it out for me.”

“You’ve told me that when Papa or Pops kisses you, touches you, or does anything romantic you feel butterflies in your stomach and a warmth in your knickers.”

“Okay? I think I’m following.”

“I adore the guys and I get butterflies when around them, but I never feel anything remotely close to the feelings you describe. I think I’m broken.”

“No! You can get that thought right out of your head. Nothing is broken about you. I know you’ve researched it, so what did your findings say?”

“That’s the thing, when I look it up there’s all sorts of different answers and I just get confused and stressed out. I don’t like feeling like I’m broken Jessa.”

“It’s okay, we will figure it out together.”

“What if Pops and Papa don’t want me anymore because I’m damaged goods?”

“Well, they would be idiots and I don’t think they are dumb and I know you don’t think that either. But! In the chance that they are, well screw them. We will find better. Ones who treat us both well.”

Jackson had heard enough, deciding to make his presence known, he called out the girls’ names as he entered the room. “Destiny! Jessa! Pops says you have thirty minutes and then you need to start cleaning up everything.”

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