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Chapter Twelve — Jake — Spaghetti

I had no idea how I got home. I was high from Rosalie's kiss and couldn't sleep for most of the night 'cause I was thinking about her. I couldn't wait to call her. Our date had gone better than I hoped.

I got up with only enough time to eat and get a shower. Mamá was annoying me for answers about last night like I thought she would be.

"Why won't you tell me, mijo?" she asked, "Isa's a nice girl. I've been waiting for you two to get serious for awhile. Look at your brothers—they're younger than you, and they already found nice girls."

"Ma, I told you, I wasn't out with any girl last night. I went out with my friends."

"You can't lie to your mamá, Jacob. I can tell something good happened last night."

At her words, I freaked out a little, looking down to make sure I didn't still have morning wood. How fucking embarrassing would that be?

I smiled to myself. Of course mi mamá didn't mean she could tell by that. Thank god!

I had a sick mind.

I finished breakfast, my temper on edge with her nagging me. I wanted to yell and tell her I was an adult and she had to leave my personal life alone, but I knew if I let myself do that I'd hurt her feelings.

"What about you? You've still got it goin' on. Are you getting any date offers?" I tried changing the subject. She wasn't even forty yet, and even if she was, she'd still be able to date.

"I'm married to your father, and he'll be back some day... if he's still alive."

As soon as talk of that asshole began I was out of the room. I showered quickly and threw clothes on for work. I wasn't even sure why I showered now; I'd be dirty as soon as I came close to one of the cars.

Work dragged. I had lunch with Jasper and told him about Rosalie. I'd met him a few years back when he began working at the shop. He was the coolest white dude ever. He'd learned Spanish just for the hell of it and because he said he liked impressing the hot-blooded Latina girls with it.

"Her kid's awesome too, and you know I don't like kids."

"Shit, man, you got yourself a mamacita?"

I grinned. "Older women are sexy." Mine was the sexiest.

"I'm with you on that."

"You dated a girl with a kid once, right? How was that?"

He shrugged. "She had a daughter. All I had to do was play tea party with her, and she loved me. Kid's are easy."

I laughed at the image of Jasper playing tea party. We were the only two working the rest of the day, so we blasted the music and finished our work as soon as we could, making sure everything was locked up after us.

I bid him goodbye while bringing Rosalie's number up in my cell and giving her a call.

"Amigo!" Aiden answered.

"My man, what's up?" I asked with a smile, happy to hear his friendly voice.

"Nothing. What's up with you?"

"Nothing. I just finished work."

"You want to come over for food? Mama's making my favorite."

"What's your favorite?"

"Spaghetti. You gonna come?"

"Depends if your mama's inviting me or not."

"Yeah, she is. She's right here. She said for me to ask you. Here."

"Hey." Rose's sweet voice replaced Aiden's.

"Hey, mami, how you doin'?"

"I'm really good. You?"

"Really good." I answered the same because I really fucking was, and her voice just made my day even better.

"So would you like to come over?"

"I'd love to. Let me just go home, so I can get cleaned up." I looked down at my arms, shirt, and jeans—all covered in grease.

"Okay, I'll throw the spaghetti in when you get here. You want organic iced tea, right?" she asked with a smile in her voice.

I smiled too. "You know it."

"Okay, we'll see you soon."

I rushed home and jumped in the shower, changing into the first pair of clean jeans and t-shirt I could find.

"Where are you going?" Mamá asked, yelling after me.

"Gotta go, Ma, sorry."

"But I made dinner." She sighed, following me out the front of the house.

"Already ate," I lied, getting into my car quickly and waving goodbye.

I didn't hit any red lights on my way and was at Rosalie's in no time.

Aiden answered the door excitedly, and I lifted him into a hug, making him laugh again. It made me feel really good hearing him laugh.

"Hey, mami," I told Rose, my day complete when she smiled at me.

I gave her a hug with Aiden still in my hold. She pushed my still wet hair back.

"Hey, you hungry?"

She had no idea. "Starving."

"You hungry, darling?" she asked Aiden, pushing his long hair aside too and pouting her lips at him.

He leaned forward to kiss her and said he was starving too.

The table was set so I asked what I could do while she finished dinner.

"I know how much you like tea, so you can put that out. The glasses are over here."

I put Aiden down, and he left the kitchen, saying he was going to wash his hands.

I touched Rosalie's lower back as I pulled three glasses out for us. She smiled up at me and leaned into my side. Unable to help myself, I placed a soft kiss against her sweet lips. She moaned lightly and smiled even wider.

I'd felt desire before, and I definitely felt it now, but with her it was more. I felt like I belonged when I was around her.

I got the tea from the fridge. "You ever thought of, like, a different flavor tea?" I asked. I'd never talked about tea so damn much in my life.

"Why? You don't like green tea?"

"I love it." I was actually starting to really like it. "Just wondering."

"I'll make you strawberry next time. I have to go to the store to get it. I ran out."

"That sounds really good."

"It's Aiden's favorite."

When I put the drinks on the table, I came back over to her and looked into the boiling water.

"Why's the pasta brown?"

"It's whole wheat. You've never had it before?"

I gave her a look. Of course I'd never had it.

"It's good. Give it a chance."

"You want to come see the tree? I decorated it," Aiden asked from behind us.

"Yeah, cachorro, show me."

I followed him to the living room where a medium sized Christmas tree sat with all different colored decorations and lights. The one at my house was twice as big. I never could remember being the one to decorate it.

I think this year Seth and his girl did ours.

"Wow, this is so cool," I told him.

"Look at this one. I made it at school." It was a hand-made small frame with a close up photo of him and Rose. They had the same smile, eyes, and hair color, which was almost the same length. It was really cute.

After he'd shown me a few, Rosalie called us over.

"I can make you one if you want," he offered as I told him that was the coolest decoration I'd ever seen.

"Really? I'd love that. Thanks, amigo."

"It's no problem. My teacher showed me, so I can make one for you right after dinner."

"What are you making for Jake?" Rosalie asked, putting the food onto my plate.

There was no meat in the sauce, and the pasta didn't really look too great with the color, but I'd give it a chance.

"You know that tree decoration I made of us? I'm going to make one for Jake. Oh, Mom, can you take a picture of Jake and me and print it, so I can use that?"

"Sure." She smiled at him. "Sit down, so you can eat first, though."

He did, giving me a big smile which showed a few missing teeth. I almost laughed but instead smiled. I was really looking forward to this decoration he was making for me. No one ever really made me anything before.

Seth and Jared used to bring Mamá home stuff like that from school all the time, and I thought it was so lame. I guess I didn't now that I was the person getting the gift.

The food was actually good.

"I always thought whole wheat would taste like cardboard."

Rosalie laughed.

"Mama makes the best whole wheat blueberry pancakes too."

"Yeah?" I asked. "They sound delicious." Especially if she was making them for me in the morning.

"Did I tell you Jake's going to come with us to the casino Christmas party?" Rosalie smiled at Aiden, probably knowing he'd be excited.

"Really! Can you teach me how to play poker? Mom doesn't know."

"Yeah, we can be partners if you want."

"That's so cool," he said, leaning his elbows on the table and looking at me excitedly.

"Mama!" he suddenly asked. "Can I get your camera now?"

"Are you done?"

"Yep."

"Okay, you can go get it."

He was back within seconds and handing the camera to Rose. I pulled him into my lap, and Rose told us to smile big. We both did, his missing teeth making me laugh.

"I'll print it out when I'm done, okay? Why don't you start on the frame?"

"Okay!"

"I don't know where he gets all his energy from." She shook her head.

"He's a kid. I think they have endless supplies of it."

"Yeah, you're right about that one."

Rose and I finished off our plates, and it was so good that I even let her give me seconds. She excused herself to the study to print Aiden out the photo then came back out, and we cleared the table together.

"You don't have to do this. I've got it."

"I want to help. It's the least I can do. Thank you for cooking."

"You're very welcome. I'm glad you seemed to like it."

"It was really good."

When everything was put away, Rose and I sat on the couch, turning the television on but leaving it on mute.

I was happy I finally got the chance to kiss her for real, pulling her body close to mine. She kissed me back willingly, wrapping her arms around me.

"Been thinking about you all day," I said against her lips.

"Me too," she admitted, gently touching my cheek and moving down to my jaw. I liked knowing I'd been on her mind as well.

"Ready, ready, ready!" Aiden made his entrance obvious early enough that we could pull out of our embrace.

He handed me the blue colored frame with a ribbon hook on top, holding a small picture of the two of us inside. I laughed at our huge smiles and pulled him into my lap.

"Thank you so much. This is the coolest thing I ever got."

"It's okay. It was fun making it," he assured me.

We shared a hug before he jumped off my lap and asked what movie we should watch.

He sat between us during Alvin and the Chipmunks then the three of us hung out a little longer talking about the movie. Apparently he'd watched this movie many times, and it was one of his favorites.

He complained for awhile when Rosalie told him it was time for bed but stopped when I reminded him that the sooner he went to sleep Christmas would be one day less away.

Rose smiled at me when that seemed to work, and I shrugged like it was no big deal, although I did feel pretty proud of myself.

Aiden hugged me goodnight, and I waited while Rose put him to bed. She had a whole bunch of yoga and health magazines on the coffee table, so I flipped through one of them. She was so beautiful and probably crazy good at yoga; she should have been on the cover of these.

She joined me on the couch again and sat close right away, placing her hand on my thigh. I placed mine over hers and watched her.

"Thanks for sitting through that."

"It's okay. It was cute. I bet you've seen it a few times through, huh?"

She rolled her eyes and sat back with me. My arm went around the back on her on the couch. "Too many to count. He'll make you watch the squeakquel next time. You'll see."

"Squeakquel?" I smiled, looking at her face and realizing it was even more flawless than I remembered from last night. She really did grow more beautiful by the day.

"You know, like sequel."

"Oh... But we don't have to watch it now though," I told her, leaning my face down into her neck. She still smelled like coconut, and it drove me crazy.

She leaned back and gave me room to place a kiss against her soft, warm skin. I ran my nose against her chin before moving back over to kiss her.

I moved my hand from above hers to her hip. Her hand held my arm and pulled me closer. I loved her little shorts, allowing me to feel her naked thighs as I pulled her legs over my thigh. She moaned and pulled me above her as she lay down.

We were both breathing deeply by this point, kissing and touching. I thought about asking permission but didn't, slowly moving my hand around to feel her ass. She moaned into my mouth as I squeezed it and held her closer.

She wrapped her long leg around the back of mine, her hands roaming underneath the back of my shirt. I knew the chances of getting some right now were slim, but I'd take a make out session with her any day.

"Fuck, you're so sexy, mami," I told her, my forehead against hers as my hand went under her shirt and felt her toned side and stomach.

She pressed her chest up, hinting wordlessly that I could go higher. I did, sliding my fingers under her thin bra and grazing her peeking nipple. I couldn't stand it; I placed my whole hand over the soft flesh and squeezed, causing her to moan and lean up to capture my lips again.

I kissed her hard, cursing against her lips as her free leg moved between us and she rubbed my erection with her shin and foot. Damn, mami was flexible, and I don't think she even realized how much of a turn on that was in itself.

If I didn't stop, I was going to blow it—literally—in my pants. And that wouldn't be too charming.

I took her leg and wrapped it around my back where it joined her other one, her feet hooking together. Her scent, her touch, the feel of her, it all surrounded me, but I didn't want our first time to be here on her couch with fear that her son might walk out of his bedroom and be scarred for life.

"We should stop, right?" I asked breathlessly, not stopping.

She moaned, "Yeah... probably." She didn't stop for a minute either but then sighed and pushed against my chest lightly. "I'm sorry. You're right; we should stop."

I gave her another kiss, this time a soft one.

"Soon," she told me, feeling my facial hair. Soon was my new favorite word.

It was almost impossible to calm myself down after I'd left. I even considered pulling over to take care of the problem but had enough restraint to hold off until I was in my room.

Rosalie sent me a sweet dreams text, and I texted back, feeling completely relaxed now and falling into a deep sleep.


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