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“Well, I guess that’s one thing Dad can’t argue about,” she says when we pull up to the gorgeous house. It’s not as big as Mom and Dad’s, not many in town are, but it’s definitely rivaling the one Jesse built for Maddie. “He’s got his own money so won’t be after yours.”
“Hush,” I tease, rolling my eyes at her.
The front door opens before we get to the sidewalk. I parked in the driveway away from the garage doors so we wouldn’t block his car, and seeing Cleo hurrying down towards us makes me smile. She hugs me first before smiling up at Jaime and I introduce them, laughing when Cleo squeals before pulling Jaime towards the door.
“I take it that went well?” I ask Adam when I reach him. He’s watching Cleo pull Jaime into the front room a smile on his face before turning back to me.
His eyes darken and it sends warmth through my entire body. I want to slide into his thick arms and hold tight, and it takes everything inside me not to do it.
“Looks like they’re going to have a good time, but I definitely am getting the better evening of the two just for being with you,” he says, his hand sliding up to cup my cheek, and everything inside me latches onto him as mine.
A shiver washes through me, and my eyes close when his breath whispers over my forehead. He’s probably about Dad’s height because he’s just a hint taller than Jamison is, and he’s an inch shorter than Dad’s six-three. That would make Adam nine inches taller than my five-six, although it’s only seven right now with my heels. He still feels a lot taller than me, and I like it—a lot.
I don’t know what he does for a living, but I don’t think it’s working outside, even if he is nearly as thick as some of the construction workers I know. His hands are a little rough as well, telling me he uses them. Whether that’s just from working out or working in the yard I don’t know, but I like the feel of them.
He’s built strong and sturdy. Like I’d be safe with him if out and problems arose. He doesn’t look like he’d run, but stay and fight, protect me and I don’t care how that makes me sound. It’s something I want thanks to Dad and Jamison always being there to look after me.
“I could stand here just looking at you all night, but right now, how about we get Cleo and Jaime settled, and then head out for dinner?” he suggests, and no way am I saying no to that.
Chapter 6
Adam
I didn’t think Jasmine could get more beautiful but fuck if I was wrong. She’s wearing a soft cream colored dress with her gorgeous hair down and it blows me away that I get to sit across from her all night.
I was almost pacing to work out all the anticipation I felt until I saw the car pull up. It was easy to tell that Jaime’s her sister. She’s a little paler than Jasmine, her hair lighter, but the facial similarities were staring me right in the face. They had the same nose, same jaw, and cheekbones, but Jaime’s eyes are a bluer gray compared to Jasmine’s pure gray ones that I keep dreaming about.
Cleo was already excited to have Jaime babysit her after I told her they could order Bamboo’s and that she might bring her Kindle with books to look through, but them meeting, wow. It’s so close to how it felt when she and Jasmine were walking away hand in hand, but seeing Jasmine hugging Cleo, that hit me in places seeing my niece with her sister didn’t.
“I’m really glad that Cleo and Jaime seemed to be having fun when we left,” Jasmine says after we’ve ordered, and I can’t stop myself from reaching out, taking her hand in mine just so I can touch her, hold her in some way.
“So am I and thank you for letting me know she offered. I don’t know what it took to get her to agree…what?” I ask when Jasmine laughs a little and a hint of color creeps into her cheeks.
“She offered to do it after asking me what was wrong when I read your text about your sitter cancelling and none of your others being available. I told her we were supposed to be going out tonight and she said she’s do it if it was okay with you.”
“No cajoling at all? A college freshman willingly gave up her Saturday night to babysit someone she’s never met, so her sister could go out with someone she’s met?” I ask in shock and the soft look that hit her gaze pulled me in further.
“Yeah, I…my family’s close. Jaime, Jillian and I were the only girls in the house after my older sisters moved out. They were teenagers when I was born,” she says at my look of question and that’s a little shocking since she said her youngest sister will be eighteen soon. “Add in my not only my twin brother but two others younger than us, and it was a bit of us three girls against those three boys.”
“Okay, let me get this straight, you have including your twin brother, seven siblings?” I ask and her little giggle makes my cock completely hard, wanting to make her giggle happily before sinking deep into her sweetness.
“Twelve actually,” she answers, and I shake my head in amazement. “I know it’s not normal, especially in this day and age, but my mom only had an older brother, a much older brother,” she adds making my brow lift. “He was sixteen when she was born so he was out the door two years later. Mom moved here to get away from her mother who was absolute garbage, bringing home guys left and right while she was growing up, and the last one was only a few years older than her at that time.
“Mom had a scholarship to Presley, a full-ride, but she hated school. All she really wanted was the family she didn’t have growing up, and when she met Dad, things just fell into place. Dad had my oldest sister Julie who was fourteen months old at the time, her mother was worse than my mom’s was, so he had sole custody of her. My uncle worked for him, which is how they met,” Jasmine adds with a grin at me.
“So your parents met because of your uncle and your dad had a little girl that your mom fell for, while falling for him?” I ask, hope filling me entirely that the look in her eyes is telling me to piece it together.
“Yeah, Uncle Aaron and Mom were out at dinner, getting to know each other as adults. Dad needed him to stop by for something to do with work, and he took Mom with him since it was closer to the house than Presley. They walked in together and Dad was jealous that Aaron was out with a woman like our mom, and Mom was jealous that he and Julie had a woman in their life.
“Only there wasn’t, and they quickly cleared that up. Dad was a bit hesitant still, not knowing how Uncle Aaron would react to him claiming Mom as his since he was a few years older than Uncle Aaron even, but he was just happy there was someone to take care of Mom. They were married a month after meeting and were expecting my second oldest sister already. Mom told Dad that she wanted a dozen kids, and Dad always gave Mom what she wanted.”
“And now her daughter met me, because Cleo’s uncle wanted her to have a wonderful birthday and went to your store. Where you thought she was my daughter, and I had a woman already?” I state making her blush a hint more. “Thankfully, Cleo cleared that bit up quickly and I let you know it was just the two of us, leading us here.”
“Yeah, Mom stopped by before we left and took note of the similarities. But just so you know, I don’t want a dozen kids,” she says and the beast inside my pants wants nothing more than to give her at least one—right now preferably.
“No? What about a niece that’s like a daughter and maybe one or two more?” I suggest running my thumb across the top of her hand.
“I’d be willing to compromise at two or three more,” she replies and if we weren’t in a crowded restaurant, I’d be devouring her instead of the appetizer that is delivered to us.
