Chapter 2
Our whole group steps through the door of the restaurant and I can’t help but watch Tora up ahead as she talks to Kaylah. They both suddenly stop, making the rest of our group stop as Tora places her hand on Kaylah’s baby bump. Kaylah readjusts her hand and they both wait patiently as everyone watches on.
Out of nowhere, Tora gasps as Kaylah giggles, feeling my niece kicking inside her mother’s tummy. I can’t wait for this baby girl to be born in two months. It’s going to be incredible.
I can’t help but look across at Jesse as he watches his two favorite girls with nothing but love shining through his eyes. He’s going to make such a great father, though, I don’t know how he’s going to manage a little girl. He’s going to be so fiercely overprotective. It’s going to be hilarious watching him work it out.
Jess and Kaylah got married two years ago and started trying for this baby straight away. I’m not going to lie, watching Kaylah struggle to fall pregnant for two years was hard, but now that it’s finally happened, I’ve never been so happy.
But if I have to be honest, I’ll be man enough to admit that I’m kind of jealous of my little brother. He’s got the wife and the unborn child before me. Life with Jesse as a little brother has always been a competition, and on these two things, he’s beaten me and Tora by miles, but I swear to anyone who will listen that we’ll make up for lost time.
Jackson hurries the girls along and they jump back into action, making their way towards the massive table that’s been set up in the very center of the room. I’ve booked out the whole restaurant for tonight. I want everything to be about Tora and if that means paying a shitload for the restaurant, then that’s what I’m going to do. I want her to have the best service with the waiters tending to her every need and desire. Anything she wants tonight, she gets.
I watch her make her way around the table and just like every other time I walk behind her, my eyes always rake over her perfectly sexy body before coming to a stop on that delectable ass. It’s fucking perfect. Round and perky sitting in her white dress showing off the natural curves that make my mouth water.
I grow hard just looking at it and when she looks back over her shoulder, catching me out and giving me a secretive smile that knocks my socks off and suggests that we’ll be escaping somewhere private to have our own personal celebration, I’m a goner. Fucking rock hard.
Fuck me. I’ve been staring at that ass since I was twelve and no matter what, it never gets old. Pure fucking perfection.
Tora turns back to find a seat and my dick starts getting uncomfortable in my jeans, leaving me no choice but to adjust myself. I discreetly fix myself up, hoping no one gets an eyeful of the hard on I’ve got going on in my pants and get back to making my way around the table.
A voice sounds next to me and I look down to find mom with an amused smirk playing on her lips. “Keep it classy,” she grins before pressing her lips into a tight line, trying with everything she has not to laugh and draw attention to us.
Fucking great. My mom saw me adjusting my hard on.
I close my eyes as the shame takes over. This is not how I had hoped the start of this night would go, but at least I no longer have to worry about inappropriate wood. The second my mother’s voice cut through my stare, it was long gone.
Tora takes a seat on the side of the table which gives her the best view out the floor to ceiling windows which span the entire back wall of the restaurant, and naturally, I can’t help but fall in beside her.
She looks across at me and gives me a beaming smile before glancing out the window and taking in the spectacular view of the sun setting over the ocean, casting the sky in a mix of purple, pink, and orange tones.
My hand finds her leg under the table and rests there as her hand comes down on top of mine. She entwines our fingers and I don’t doubt that’s exactly where our hands will remain for the night. With one quick squeeze of her fingers, she lets me know exactly what she’s feeling and I can’t help but admire her as she continues taking in the sunset, committing it to memory.
The rest of our group takes their seats and it’s not long before drinks are poured and glasses are raised to Tora. Her dad gives one hell of a speech which has her beaming with pride while both her mom and mine get watery eyes and give Tora one of those ‘I can’t believe you’re so grown up’ looks.