In the past whenever my period ended I'd be the one celebrating. Now, however, it was Jacob who appeared to be celebrating. Until this day I still couldn't figure out why he was so affected by it. Sure, I was in pain the first two days not to mention the heavy flow but that passed quickly.

Like it always did.

Maybe it was something Jacob still needed to get used to. We'd go through many in the future. He'd be forced to get used to it. Said man was currently running me a bath after he showed me how happy he was that we got past the tampons and pads. I shook my head at him when he strolled out of the bathroom wearing only his boxers which clung to his hips.

"You always call me exasperating but have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?" I tilted my head to the side, curious as to what this man would say to brush it off.

"Do you have any complaints then?"

He demanded to know, his arms folded across his firm chest which was covered in light sweat due to the activities we partook in only a few minutes ago. He was wearing less than I was at the moment. He covered me up with his shirt and yet he still looked far more intimidating.

I swallowed, looking away from the smug looking man, "You know that I don't have any complaints." I quietly admitted, trying to pull the shirt lower to cover myself up despite this man knowing my body like the back of his hand, "Don't you have to get ready for work?" I trailed off, hoping he'd leave me alone.

A soft chuckle left his lips which made me snap my attention back to him, "Trying to get rid of me even though I'm spending more time with you these past few days." He sounded amused as he dropped his arms and reached for me, his fingers brushing back my damp locks, "Getting tired of me already, sweetheart?"

I pressed my hand against the side of his leg and slowly trailed it up, enjoying the feel of his warm skin, the way his muscles tightened when I reached his thigh. He didn't make a sound but the way his eyes darkened made me clench my thighs together. Maybe I was the one who was insatiable.

"Do you want to play that game?" I asked him quietly, looking up at him defiantly, "You know very well I'm not getting tired of you. Fishing for compliments was never something I thought you'd do."

He pulled away from me. He made me think I won this challenge but then he surprised me by suddenly lifting me in his strong arms and carrying me to the bathroom which smelled of lavender and mint. A great combination to help me relax. He wanted me to relax while he'd get ready to head to the office and tackle his day as Jacob Blackwood. Many feared the man who carried me like I was a fragile piece of artwork yet all I could do was love him because I knew he was a big softie. I pressed my lips against his neck and kissed him gently.

"Too late now." He whispered.

He lowered me next to the sink, making me sit on the counter as he slowly undid the buttons of the shirt I was wearing. Not once did he look away from my eyes. I licked my lips while my chest started to rise and fall rapidly with anticipation. I knew what it felt like to be kissed by this man passionately. I knew what it felt like to feel his fingers glide over your body soft and gentle. I knew what it felt like to be made love by this man. My body betrayed me because of it. The whiny moan which slipped from me made him perk up like a puppy who heard a curious sound in the background and was eager to investigate.

Yet Jacob Blackwood was anything but cute as a puppy.

When his shirt came apart and showed him my body he pressed his hand between my thighs which made me grab his wrist and hold on for dear life. I wasn't going to lie a simple touch like that already aroused me. Just a brush of his fingers made me so wet he could have his way with me without the foreplay.

"Jacob!" I warned him.

He stilled his fingers but he didn't pull them away from my sensitive part, "You don't want it?" He asked.

"I want it but you should really get ready for work and I really need to take that bath."

He sighed but still pulled away, leaning his forehead against my shoulder, "Why can't I stay away from you? I made you mine and yet I'm still obsessed with fucking you."

Because what he felt for me was love and not lust but I couldn't say that out loud. It would freak him out and he'd flat out deny it. He'd say he cared but that it wasn't the same as love. Knowing a little bit more about his past made me realize that his childhood might have something to do with the way he treated women before. He was changing but making him change his way had to be done subtly. I couldn't push him because then he'd run away from it all. So all I could do was place my hand on the back of his head while letting him calm down.

"It's okay, you're lucky you're marrying a woman who can't get enough of you either." I whispered to him.

A breathy chuckle left his lips, "I'm very lucky indeed."

He lifted me up in his arms again and walked up to the tub, very carefully he lowered me in the fresh smelling water and kissed my hair.

"I'm going to get ready for work."

I smiled at him, "I'm going to enjoy my bath."

He shared my smile and then dropped his boxers to step into the shower. Every day he went a little later to the office to spend some more time with me. I was flattered and the hope that grew inside me that he was actually in love with me.

I was seated on the comfy couch in our very festive living room, sipping tea as I went over the menu I was planning for Christmas. It was only a week away and now I was stressed. I wanted it to be perfect. The first Christmas I was spending together with family and the man I loved. While I was enjoying my strawberry infused with raspberry tea Mrs. Quake surprised me by announcing that both Joy and Nick were here to see me.

I didn't see that one coming.

"You're going all out with this dinner." Nick sat down beside me and scanned through the menu I was noting down in my silver notebook, "That's an elaborate menu for a woman who is going to do the cooking all by herself."

I smiled at him, "Mrs. Quake is helping me."

Joy sat down at my other side, these two caging me in felt like a bad sign. I clutched my cup tighter and waited for one of them to speak up.

"Mrs. Quake is a lovely woman, Jacob is very lucky that woman didn't run away." Nick was speaking fast without taking a single breath. It was how I dealt with very sensitive subjects and needing to vent at the same time. I knew what was coming, "Oh, Joy and I are dating by the way."

I rolled my eyes, "I was aware of that."

Joy glanced at me, looking stunned that I spoke so calmly, "You knew?"

"You two weren't very subtle about it." I shrugged, "Either way I don't care if you are dating or not. So you can relax." I told my brother, "I haven't heard you talk like that, ever." I was a little amused by how similar we were when dealing with those kind of situations, "So calm down, you're supposed to be the mature one who doesn't falter and loses it."

"You don't care?" Joy was still surprised, apparently not being able to accept how easily I brushed the situation off.

"You're both adults." I pointed out, "What you do in your spare time doesn't concern me." I pointed at the menu, "What does concern me is a list of allergies. I know exactly what my family can eat and what not but I know nothing about Joshua. I need to find out more about him yet I don't want to push Jacob."

"His little brother is called Joshua?" Nick leaned back in his seat, looking more at ease already, "You could always Google him to find out more. If you don't want to push Jacob you might want to contact him through Social Media. There is currently so much stuff floating around about you and Jacob that even his little brother should know about the woman who is marrying his brother. I assume he'd respond since you're the one who invited him to your home."

I could do that but it didn't feel right to me. It felt sleazy and it would go against what Jacob and I promised to each other. We didn't say it out loud but we both knew we always were open and honest to each other. I didn't want to go behind his back now, especially for something so silly.

"Or you could just talk to Jacob. The man is full of surprises these days." Nick muttered.

The way he said it made all my alarm bells ring loudly.

"What did he do?" I asked tightly.

Nick brushed it off which made me feel slightly better, "Nothing serious like that. He just wanted to know what mom and dad like so he can buy them gifts for our special Christmas dinner." Nick rolled his eyes when he noticed the massive grin which spread across my face, "And you're telling me we weren't subtle." He gestured between him and Joy, "Your feelings are written all over your face, dear sister."

"We don't try to hide our relationship, in fact, we're very much engaged." I pointed out, "It just explains as to why Jacob suddenly didn't need my services anymore. He wanted me to also buy his Christmas gifts but then he decided I didn't have to do that anymore."

"You assumed he wouldn't do the Christmas thing and now I've spoiled the surprise." Nick muttered, "Your fiancé is going to preach to me."

Jacob probably would preach to Nick if he found out that my brother spilled his secrets but that was none of my concern at the moment either. I glanced at Joy.

"So should I add a plus one for our Christmas dinner?" I asked.

Nick groaned while Joy just blushed, both of them embarrassed I brought it up. I wouldn't back down though, it was very important for me to know so I could work on my menu a bit more. It also meant that I needed to add another Christmas stocking.

"Joy and I haven't discussed it yet," Nick said very cautiously, his tone barely audible.

"Dinner is in a week so you should let me know soon." I reminded them.

"We will." Joy squeaked.

Things got awkward fast so I decided to close my notebook and change the subject to lighten the mood between us. They needed the subject change to calm down so I provided them with one. What board game was the best game to play during our little dinner party?

Jacob pulled his white tee over his head and crawled into bed beside me, rolling to his side and looking at me as if he didn't quite trust me.

"You want me to get you a list of food preferences of Joshua?"

"Or you could let us meet before Christmas dinner, that's entirely up to you. Just make sure I don't poison your brother during our first Christmas together." I lowered my voice and looked away from my very curious fiancé, "I want it to be special." I admitted to him.

He placed his hand on my hip and leaned in, pressing soft kisses to my lips. The kisses were lazy and soft. He didn't intend to take things further, which was a first.

I didn't hate it when he was being so loving.

"It's up to me then." He whispered, "I'll see what I can do."

I smiled against his lips, enjoying his gentle touches and sweet kisses. I was sure Jacob would also surprise me and it would be in a good way.