Jacob hung up the phone and looked at me. He smiled, and I immediately approached him. I really needed to touch him.
He pulled me onto his lap, and I pressed my lips against his immediately. Both of us moaned quietly. He tasted as delicious as I knew he would.
“Fuck, Rose,” he mumbled and tightened his arms around me.
I could feel something hard under my butt, and I grinned.
I kissed him again, pressing myself closer to him. His hands traveled down my body. He gripped my butt and squeezed.
I shivered. I wanted more. I really, really wanted more.
We would have to wait, though. We couldn’t have sex in the middle of my parents’ living room.
“So, who is Alex?” I asked as I stopped kissing him.
I needed a distraction. We needed a distraction.
“My friend’s kid,” he said with a small smile. “He is cute. I love him.”
He smiled, and it made my heart skip a beat. I could tell that he was going to be a great father.
“He has a sister?” I asked, remembering his conversation with the boy.
“Yes,” Jacob nodded. “A twin. They are inseparable.”
“How old are they?” I asked, wanting to know more about the people who mattered to him.
My family was small. I didn’t have siblings or cousins. I could tell that Jacob had a big family, and I was excited to be a part of it. I wanted to know more about them.
“They will be three in a couple of months,” Jacob said, giving me a small smile.
“I can’t wait to meet them,” I said, smiling back at him.
“So, you are really taking our daughter to your pack?” I heard my mom’s voice behind me.
I flinched and stood up immediately. My parents were cool, but I was sure that they didn’t want to see me sitting on my mate’s lap.
Jacob smiled, but I could sense his nervousness.
“I am,” he nodded. “We will come to visit all the time, and you are more than welcome to come to my pack. My parents are excited to meet you.”
My dad approached me and pulled me into his arms.
“Take care of my little girl,” my dad said as he hugged me tightly.
“I will,” I heard my mate’s voice. “I am honored to have a mate as beautiful and kind as your daughter. I will love her and cherish her.”
“You better do that,” my mom said as she joined in on our hug.
Her voice was quiet and raspy. I could tell that she was crying.
I looked up at my mom and gave her a small smile.
“You will see me all the time, mom,” I told her. “I am not moving far away.”
My mom wiped her cheeks and gave me a small smile.
“I know, Rosie,” she said softly. “I will still miss seeing you every day, though.”