Page 45 of Yours for the Taking (Falling For A Rose)

She could hear his smile through his tone.

“Well, that’s because you have a hard time remembering your youth. So sometimes I make it my business to do so with your favorite shows when you were little.”

“What is with this youth talk?” she mumbled, taking an eye over to Jacob.

He smirked, and she drank the rest of her wine. Strolling up, Jacob took the glass off of her hands.

“Refill?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Who is that?” Carla’s father asked.

“Oh, um, a friend.”

“Is this the same friend you went on a date with?”

“Yes, sir.”

“The one you don’t want me to meet?”

Jacob was halfway out of the room when she said, “It’s not that I don’t want you to meet him, it’s just, just…”

He circled back around to her. “Just what?” Jacob asked.

“Yes, I would like to know the same,” her father added.

Stuck between the two of their queries, Carla shrugged again. “Maybe not. Jacob, would you like to meet my father?”

“I would.” He placed a kiss on her forehead.

“Good fella there. I can tell already,” her father boasted.

Carla rolled her eyes. “Okay, we’ll set a date then.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

A squeal caught the attention of all three of them.

“What was that?” Mr. Jones asked.

“Dad, let me call you back.”

“Talk to you soon. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

Ending the call, Carla followed Jacob out of the room down the corridor into the laundry room.

A gasp flew from Carla, and she covered her mouth with a hand.

More squeals came from Sasha as Jack was perched up on her bottom in doggy-style position, pumping frantically behind her.

A guffaw shot from Jacob’s mouth as they both stood there in shock while the animals had sex, wondering if they should break them up or leave them alone.

“Sasha, you don’t give it up on the first day; you don’t even know him!”

Sasha ignored Carla, continuing to let Jack pump her from the back.

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