“Didn’t join in on the boxing, Ben?” Rafe asks, grinning at him. “Nah, didn’t feel like getting my lights punched out by the national champ,” Ben quips, gesturing towards his face, “I got too much beauty going on here to risk that.” I grin at Ben as he sinks into Jesse’s chair. Jesse gives us a wa
And I mean…I don’t think I can get pregnant in the dream state but… I mean, can I?! I sigh, thinking it through, deciding that I really, really need to have a chat with my mom about this – about all of this – But I gasp, suddenly, when I feel the edge of the mattress sink on my left. I instant
I’m shocked, however, when I wake up a few hours later to find that we did not, indeed, go to the dream state. I spend a moment wondering what happened but then…well, I guess we didn’t need to, did we? Not curled up as we were all night long, tangled up in each other, sharing our dreams in a complet
He sighs, deeply regretting it, I think, and then leans forward to press a long kiss to my mouth. Before I know it, though, he’s gone – through the curtain and back to the couch. I take a long moment to collect myself, knowing I need a shower, knowing that I’ve got to get these pajamas tucked away
“Nah,” he says, grimacing and starting to back out of the door, “I’m totally early –“ “Jacks!” I laugh, darting over to him and grabbing his arm, tugging him into the room. “Everyone will be here in like, thirty seconds. Just come and sit down – or, better yet, make yourself useful –“ I drag him
“Take him under your wing a bit, okay, Ben? I want Jackson to have fun, and you’re nicer than the rest.” “Aye aye, Princess Captain,” Ben says happily, giving me a little salute before moving to Jackson’s side to say a real hello. I sigh with contentment as the fire catches on the little bit of
I usher Daphne into the room then, where she’s warmly greeted first by Rafe, who presses a brotherly kiss to her cheek – making her blush – and then by Jesse, who kisses her hand like a Duchess, making her laugh. “Hi,” Luca says, stepping forward with his hand out, his dimples on full display as h
I turn to Luca then, a little swell of pleasure running through me to see his lips starting to curl into a smile on one side. “Do you like boxing, Jackson?” “Of course,” Jackson says, his eyebrows going up like it’s obvious. “Why didn’t you say anything before?” Luca’s curiosity has a hint of su