Page List

Font Size:

"I love it." He licked at her mouth. "I can't wait to return the favor."

She shivered in his arms as her body flooded with wetness. "You're going to ruin my panties."

"Good. Throw the fuckers away." He kissed her again as the door opened behind them.

"It’s usually your brother we have to pull off of some cute girl. Unbelievable." Jake's father chuckled and moved back as Kari turned and walked into the house.

"Sorry, Mr. Isaac." Kari pressed her hand to the base of her throat as warmth swept up and covered her upper chest and cheeks. How embarrassing.

"Don't be. I was just teasing you guys."

Jake moved up beside her and took her hand before pulling her to a stop. "Come here."

She moved into his arms and smiled up at him. "Have you gotten caught at the door kissing a girl before?"

"Not too many times, but Landon is a playboy. He's gotten caught doing much worse." Jake laughed and his father growled.

"Please don't remind me." His father walked around them. "Your mother just finished making a batch of hot chocolate. You kiddos want a cup? It had to be cold out there."

Jake kissed the tip of Kari's nose before letting her go and following after his father. "I want one. I love Mom's hot chocolate. Best in the world."

Kari walked behind them, pausing at the door to the kitchen and watching as Jake's father made a beeline to his mother. He wrapped her in a bear hug and kissed her neck a few times until she giggled and swatted him away.

He turned and smiled at Kari. "You cook, sweetheart?"

"Dad. Jeez." Jake pulled out a couple of mugs.

"What? I was just-"

Kari walked into the kitchen and nodded. "I love to cook. I don't get to do it too often because one of my roommates is a chef, but I enjoy it."

"Nice. Jake's mother and I cook together all the time. It's one of our favorite things to do together."

"You used to cook." Jake's mother gave his father a pointed look. "Now you just get in the way and test everything ten times before I can get it on a serving plate."

Jake and Kari shared a laugh as his father tried to defend himself. It didn't work too well.

"Come into the living room with your drinks. I want you to put your ornaments on the tree." Jake's mom walked out of the kitchen and motioned them to join her.

"You coming, Dad?" Jake paused and glanced back at his dad as Kari moved up behind him.

"Yeah. In a minute. Go do what your momma wants. You know she loves that old Christmas tree."

Kari glanced back to make sure he was all right.

He winked and gave her a warm smile.

Her own father was nowhere to be found, but maybe Jake's dad could take that place in her heart in the future. The idea blossomed in her mind, filling her with the type of warmth that showed up in the form of tears.

Jake set his cup down and glanced back, concern spreading over his handsome face. "Baby. What's the matter? What happened?"

She lifted her hand as a tear rolled down her face. "I just feel very welcomed here."

"Cause you are." Jake's mom moved around him and pulled Kari into a hug. "I didn't have daughters. You're going to have to help me make up for lost time."

Kari couldn't help but snuggle into her arms as she pressed her cheek to the top of Kari's head. "I like the sound of that."

"Where are these ornaments, Mom?" Jake moved over to the tree as his mother released Kari and walked over toward the piano.