Page 47 of Heat Haven Holidays

Dion walks into the kitchen and lightly squeezes Jacob’s foot. “He’s cute. But don’t let Emily hear you talking like that,” he says, joking as he puts together a plate for his bonded.

“I won’t. I’m just saying, cute babies tend to make you forget about all the hard shit that happens when bringing them into the world and taking care of them.”

“That’s true,” Dion says.

Word must get out that the baby is in the kitchen, because River walks into the kitchen next and holds out his arms for Jacob. Griffin just nods and passes him into the Beta’s arms.

“I miss when they were this little. They didn’t do bad shit or talk back,” River says.

“Which one is giving you a headache?” Dion says.

“Axel, of course. He got suspended,” River says with a sigh.

“What did he do?” Griffin says, like he’s ready to defend the kid.

“He has a best friend named Peyton. Apparently, some little shit called her a bitch at recess. So Axel shoved his face in the sand and told him he could breathe when he apologized,” River says in such a serious voice.

Griffin, Dion, and I can’t help but to try to stifle our laughs at the story. It’s no surprise that a child that’s half River and half Liv would be slightly unhinged.

“I mean it sounded like the little shit deserved it,” Griffin says.

“That’s what Liv and I said. That’s why Grayson had to deal with the principal, not us,” he replies. Hugging Jacob tight.

“If it makes you feel any better, apparently Lana called a child a weak ass bitch at the playground the other day. So it’s not just you.”

Griffin and Dion nod their heads in solidarity. “Cora shoved the girl who was bullying her sister into a locker,” Dion says and grimaces.

“At least we have kids who defend their own?” River suggests and we all nod our heads.

“Hey, baby, where’s Jacob?” Dom says loudly as he enters the room. Spotting him in River’s arm. “There you are. Time for a new diaper. Come to Daddy,” he says. Holding out his arms, Jacob smiles and nearly leaps into his dad’s waiting arms.

“I’ll be right back, guys. Help yourself to anything,” I say.

Dom carries our son upstairs and I follow. Jacob fucking loves Dom. He loves tugging on his beard and making his chest purr. I completely get it, Jacob.

Once we’re in Jacob’s room, Dom gives me a smirk, letting me know that he’s up to something. “Our friends have a surprise for us,” he says.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?”

“They have agreed to watch the kids after the ball drops so we can all go out to the nest and have some pack time,” he says. I can’t help the grin that spreads over my face. Getting pack time is rare, it’s mostly during heats, but even then one of us usually steps out of the nest here and there to take care of the kids. It might not be a week-long fuck fest, but I’ll take it.

“What do you need me to do?” I ask.

“Make sure there are bottles for Jacob ready to go and sneak some stuff into the nest. Maybe Cam and Kelsey’s favorite blankets right now. And stock the mini fridge in there,” he says.

“I can do that,” I reply.

Dom keeps one hand on Jacob’s chest, anchoring him to the changing table as he tugs me by my shirt. “I know you can. You’re such a good fucking boy, aren’t you?”

“Jesus Christ, Dom, do you want me to come in my pants?” I joke as he tugs me closer by the fisted material.

“No, save that for me later,” he says. Grinning before placing a kiss on my lips. I feel lightheaded as he turns back to Jacob, cooing at him and getting him changed. It takes me a moment to remember all the tasks at hand. Dom will do that to a man; Just fucking give you a moment of his complete attention and you go brain dead.

How none of my pack mates have lost their touch in fifteen years is beyond me. Shyla still makes me want to do everything she asks of me. I love worshiping that woman. Cameron is still sweet and kind and I just want to snuggle him up in the nearest softest material and take care of him. Dom still makes me weak in the knees and always makes sure to give us alone time. And Kelsey, well, she’s the center of it all. She holds us all together and gives her love so freely to each of us and all of our children. I would do anything to make her happy, and I plan on doing so for a very long time, starting with tonight.

We haven’t had anyone outside the pack watch Jacob yet, and I know that this is the only group of people we would feel comfortable leaving him with. The boys are old enough that I don’t worry about them. And Lana and Talia will probably be passed out by midnight. At least Talia will.

I’m not sure what the arrangements are for where everyone else is sleeping, but I’m too giddy to care. It’s about time for us to partake in some filthy ass acts without having to worry about someone waking up in the middle of the night, a baby crying, or god forbid, one of the kids hearing.

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