“I’m sure if they stop getting paid they’ll stop their attacks,” Robbie replied.
“That would make sense,” Annfield said.
“Then that is what we shall do. Frankie, Robbie, Romsey, and Morty, join me in my study and we can start putting our plan into action. Good work everyone.”
Jacob sighedas Fran closed the bedroom door behind him. Both their arms were full of Jacob’s presents. They put them on the nearest chair.
“You okay, babe?” Fran asked, pulling Jacob into his arms.
Jacob wrapped his arms around Fran and leant against him. “Yeah, just a slight headache.”
“Let’s sit on the sofa and you can rest,” Fran said, giving Jacob a quick kiss.
Well, he tried to, but Jacob wasn’t having that. He’d missed Fran today and there was no way he was happy with a quick kiss.
Finally, they drew back.
“I love you,” Jacob said, overcome with emotion. “You, Francis Pullman, are the heartbeat of my life. The essence of my very happiness. With you I have found true joy. Your caring nature, your humour, your hair, everything about you is perfect and I thank the fates that you are my mate, my heart, my soul.”
Fran sniffed and smiled. “You caught feelings again, didn’t you?”
Jacob nodded. “I really did. Thank you for arranging the dinner, cake, presents, everything.”
“You’re welcome, babe. And just so you know, I love you as well. The day we met, I never imagined that this was where we would be. Standing here, wrapped in each other’s arms, you loving me and me loving you. Everything about you makes me happy. Well, maybe not you being injured, but everything else,” Fran said, grinning. “I was made to love you. I was created for you and you alone.”
Jacob pulled Fran into a kiss because how could he not after that declaration? Screw having a headache, Fran needed to be naked so Jacob started stripping him.
Fran pulled back a moment. “Babe, your head,” he cautioned.
“We’ll be on the bed, I’ll be fine, but I need to love on you or you love on me, whichever way we want it, until we have both made love to each other.”
Fran nodded. “Yes to all that,” he said, taking Jacob’s hand and leading him to the bed.
Fran wokeup early the next morning. He should go back to sleep, but he was too happy. His heart was so full of love for his Jacob.
“You should be sleeping,” Jacob said softly.
“So should you. But I’m too happy to sleep.”
“The same,” he replied, dropping a kiss on Fran’s head.
“So your seeing thing is different if you saw further into the future,” Fran said.
“Yeah, Ryan said it would develop over time. I just wasn’t expecting it this quickly.”
Fran lifted his head. “Ryan the shaman?”
Jacob nodded and told Fran everything the shaman told him.
“Maybe it happened so it could be stopped. I mean, with Finn and Aunt Aubrey it was just them. The dinner would be way more people than that. Seeing something then, seconds before the hall blew, no one would escape.”
“Huh, that makes total sense actually.” Jacob dropped another kiss on Fran’s head.
“Did I tell you, your mother’s furniture has been put in our other rooms?”
“No, you didn’t. Have you seen them?”
Fran shook his head. “Not yet, no.”
