Page 22 of The Wolf's Plus-Size Bride

I try to do the same, but it’s difficult, and I’m finding it hard to concentrate. I can’t seem to focus on anything other than Jane, and her ass is right there, pressed against my cock. I can’t help it, she’s just too fucking sexy.

By the time the movie is over, I don’t even remember what it was about, and I’m pretty sure I fell asleep for the last half of it. Now that it’s over, we’re all sitting around the coffee table, and her family is still sandwiching Jack on the sofa. From the way Richard leans in, resting his elbows on his knees, I’m pretty sure I know what’s coming.

The inquisition. Oh, hell.

“So, Reiner,” her uncle begins. “Tell us a little about yourself. What do you do for a living? You said you and Jack are brothers, right?”

“No, not brothers,” I correct. “We’re cousins. But we grew up together, and we’re really close. I’m a welder, and I work in town in the old industrial district. It’s not much, but it pays the bills.”

“I’m sure it’s a very respectable job,” Gwen says. “And what about your family? You mentioned that Jack is all you have left?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I reply. This time, I’m going to keep my cool. “My parents died a long time ago, and I don’t have any siblings.”

“Well, I’m sorry to hear that,” her uncle says. “But it’s nice to know you have someone. Family is very important, and I’m glad you and Jack have each other.”

“Thank you,” I reply.

“You know, Jane has a real talent for baking,” Gwen beams. “She’s always been good in the kitchen.”

The corner of my mouth quirks up, and I recall the first day I met Jane at that bar in Stardust Hollow when she had that sugar on her face still. “Yes, ma’am. I’ve had the pleasure of sampling her goods.”

Her eyebrows shoot up, and she turns to look at her niece. “Is that so?”

“Smooth,” Jack coughs into his fist. I want to kick his ass.

“No, no!” I hold my hands up in defense of myself. “That’s not what I meant. I mean, I tried some of her baked goods. That’s what I meant.”

Jane lets out an amused little giggle, and I glare at her. “What?” she says. “I’m not the one who made it sound dirty.”

“You’re not helping,” I growl.

“I’m not trying to,” she retorts, and I can’t help but laugh at the feistiness in her eyes.

“It’s all right,” Gwen chuckles, and she seems genuinely pleased. “She taught herself that, you know. She’s always loved to bake, and she’s very good at it.”

Looking around the room, it’s pretty evident that these two love their niece. Sure, they are a bit pushy and nosy, but I can tell they have nothing but the best intentions. At every opportunity, they gush about her, and it’s obvious that they’re proud of her.

Something akin to jealousy bubbles up inside me. I can’t help it. I’ve never had what Jane has. I’ve never had a loving, doting family, at least not since my parents died. Of course, the alpha was good to me after he took me in, but it wasn’t the same. Gwen and Richard seem to treat Jane like a daughter, and I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to have that.

But then Jane wiggles her ass against me, and all those thoughts fly right out the window. Her heat radiates through her jeans, and I’m instantly hard again.

Shit. I have to think of something else, anything else.

“So, Piper is your daughter, huh?” I don’t miss the squeak in my voice, but I pretend to. “It must’ve been hard when she moved to Green Lake to marry Rafe. I’m sure you miss her.”

“It was,” Richard concedes. “But she’s happy, and that’s all that matters.”

“Plus, you know, they come to visit often,” Gwen adds.

“We love having her here,” Jack says. “She’s a great girl.”

“Well, we sure think so,” Jane agrees.

“These girls were inseparable growing up, you know. Just like sisters. A lot like you and Jack, it seems. They were always getting into trouble,” Richard chuckles.

Gwen sighs. “Those were the days.”

I glance at my phone to check the time, and when I notice it’s almost eleven, I clear my throat. “Oh, wow. I had no idea it was so late. Jack, we should probably head out. Let these guys get to bed.”

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