**Alexis POV**
I sit on the cream colored carpet with my back against the side if my bed. While i have my baby sister, Hayden, in my lap playing, well more like pulling my hair as my boyfriend for the past 8 months sit on the bed strumming his guitar.
Me and my sister's had just moved to Detroit 14 months back, after our mom passed from cancer. Not to long after moving here, I met Jack Mercer, my boyfriend, he has a history but I've learned not to judge a book by its cover. And let's just say, I got a damn good man. I met his adoptive mom, she's an amazing woman. Haven't met his brother's, who too, are adopted, by the same woman.
"Hey, sissy," Alaska says, poking her head around my bedroom door.
"Yeah," I as I still pull funny faces for Kayden who laughs her head off every time.
"What's for dinner?" She asks.
"Jack's making pizza," I tell her.
"How come you never cook?"
"Do you want to die from food poisoning?" I say, because i can't cook, unless its microwaveable, or a cake. I can hear Jack softly laugh a bit.
"No," She says.
"Then he's cooking," I say giving her a look to leave. She closes my door as she leaves.
"Since when did we decide that I'm cooking pizza?" He says sitting next to me on the floor beside the bed.
"I don't know," I say resting my head on his shoulder, "if you don't want to we can just order something else."
"Mm, I like that idea better," he says wrapping his arms around me. A lot of people think he wouldn't be the one to be romantic and do nice thing for me, but he is. He'll bring home flowers, or chocolate. One thing people will never guess is he loves to cuddle, he's a very touchy person, like we'll be lying together and he'll start tracing shapes in my skin, or holding me tightly, so tight i can feel his heart beat. I don't mind, because when I'm with him I feel my safest. But I'm the most ticklish person, that's something he takes advantage of.
Im lying on the floor on my side facing him. His arm around me with his fingers playing with the ends of my hair. His other hand resting on my hip. My eyelids start feeling heavy. He pulls me closer, to the point where the tip of our noses touch. His warm breath on my face, the feeling of his chest slowly raising and falling, his finger tips had moved the waist band of my short down and he started softly drawing shapes on my bare hip.
One of my hands on his chest, the feeling of his heart beat against it. My other hand tangled his soft hair. I open my eyes to see him staring back, something he does. It would always scare me but i got use to it. He presses his lips against mine. Our lips move together slowly. The hand that was tracing patterns on my hip is now on
the back of my thigh, his other hand on the small of my back.
"Alaska told that we are - OH MY GOD!" the sound of my younger sister screaming, scares me causing me to bit on Jacks bottom lip, "At least lock the door next time! And don't bump the nasty in front of a toddler!"
"I'm sorry, babe," I say to Jack realizing I caused his lip to bleed.
"It's good," he sits up wiping the blood from his lip.
"Well as I was saying, she said we are having pizza again, we had it last night!" she complains.
"October, stop whining. We are having Chinese take out, so write down what you two want, and give it me," i say sitting up, "OH! And take your sister," I smile.
"Oh my god, your both nasty, there are kids in the house," she spits making it clear she knows we are up to.
"Now where were we?" I smile climb onto his lap, straddling him. He smiles before reconnecting our lips. His hands explore ever curve of my body. My hips grind against his, changing speed, and force. His hands start moving up my shirt before taking it off over my head. He starts to kiss down my neck biting my collarbone. Feeling my breasts through my bra. He starts to drag his hands down my sides and tug on my shorts. My hands go down his bare chest and loop around his belt. At that moment one of our phones start to ring.
We stop, I reach for mine on the bed. Not mine, so i reach for his, "Its you, Bobby is calling," I say handing him his phone. I get up and redress myself.
**Jack POV**
"It's Bobby," she says handing me my phone, standing up and getting dressed.
"You've got excellent timing, Bobby," I say.
"I'm at your place, where are you, you have no beers either," He says.
"I'm at my girls place," I tell Bobby.
"Yeah, ok," He says not believing me, "Well you need get to ma's house, like tonight."
"Yeah, yeah ok," I say standup and looking for shirt, "What is this about?"
"Jackie, Ma was killed during a robbery," he continues, "her funeral is in a about a week."
The news leaves me speechless, shocked. She had just asked me to come down in October, when i was with my band up in Mew York playing gigs. I sit on the bed, knowing if I were to continue standing my legs would've gave out, "No, that - no. She can't be gone?"
"I'm sorry Jackie, she is," He says sadly, "They said she didn't suffer, it was quick."
"I will find those bastards and they will pay," I say shakily .
"I'll help you out," he says and he's serious, "When will you be here?"
"I'll head out in the morning, tomorrow," I say as the door opens.
"Hey, babe," Alexis says while typing something on her phone, "I'm gonna get dinner, watch the kids, please?"
"Ok I'll watch them," I say as she gives me a quick kiss.
"You ok?" she asks looking at me.
"Yeah, we'll..um..talk later," I say.
"So, that's your girl," he says laughing.
"Shut up, at least i have one."
"When will your amazing awesome as fuck brothers meet her? She coming with you?"
"I dunno know, maybe," i say twisting a cigarette between my fingers, "Can't believe Ma's...you know."
"Same, Jackie, same," he continues, "watch the kids?"
"Yeah, the doors open, I can hear'em," I say knowing I should be out there.
"Kids? She has kids?"
"No, they're her younger sisters."
"HAYDENS EATING THE CLEANING SUPPLIES AGAIN!" One of the twins yell from the kitchen.
"Shit," I groan standing up and heading out the bedroom. I take the magic erasers from the 3 year olds hands and sit her on counter, "Sissy will be very very angry to Know you're eating those sponges again."
"Jackie, you've gone soft," I hear Bobby say with a laugh.
"I haven't gone soft," I tell Bobby.
"Your doing baby talk," he says backing up his point.
"She's only three, what, am I suppose to yell at her?" I haven't gone soft.
"Who you talking to?" October asks sitting on the counter by the stove.
"My brother," I continue, "Watch her," i give her the baby.
"See ya tomorrow, crackerjack," he says, I say bye and hang up. I lean against the counters, still having a hard time believing my mom is, gone, for ever. I feel real bad for not going to see her after i got back.
I can feel myself start to fall apart, so I go into the bathroom.
**Alexis POV**
I finally get back home with the food. I swear I live four people whom all have bottomless stomachs. Literally we always out of food.
I grab the three bags of Chinese food and head in the house, "FOODS HERE!" i yell when get in the kitchen. I hear the kids run down the hall. One...two...three.
"Where's the other one?" i ask.
"Huh?" October says taking out the food and placing the containers on table.
"Jack in the box," I say looking in the family/living room.
"He went that way after he got off the phone," October says, "He looked distraught."
I walk out the kitchen and down the hall. I look in all the rooms, he's not in any. So I head out the back yard. He's out there leaning against the wooden fence with a cigarette hanging low from between his lips.
As I get closer I can hear him curse under his breath, from the wind blowing out the flame from the lighter, "Hey, Jacks, you okay?"
"Could be better," He lets out a sigh as the cigarette finally lights.
"What's wrong?" I ask. He stays quite. He holds out the cigarette for me, I take it and have a drag, I hand it back, "Thanks."
"Yeah," He says looking at the ground.
"Hey," I say standing in front of him, which doesn't help much because he basically towers over me by, give or take, nine inches.
"Hm," He says taking the cig from his lips.
"What's wrong, talk to me," I persist.
He's quite for a bit," My Ma, she...um..she was killed in a thrift store robbery."
"Jacks, I'm sorry," I say giving him a hug, "I could give you a proper hug, if I wasn't so damn short."
He laughs, "This hug is just fine."