Page 77 of Rejection and Redeemed

Jacob looked at Fran and took his hand. “I know we’ve not really discussed anything, but I know you want to live here, was what I said okay?”

Fran smiled and sat on the side of the bed, facing Jacob. “It was, if you’re sure, or we can stay in my house or buy a new one.”

“I’m quite looking forward to living in a castle. I can’t wait until we can explore and you can show me all the hiding places.”

“I can do that. You spoke to your mum?” Fran queried.

Jacob nodded. “I did. I must admit when she turned up I thought I had died, but we chatted. She told me the silver was all out of my body, that I would never be a hundred percentbetter but nothing that would stop us from having a fantastic life together.”

“How do you feel about that? It might mean that no pack will accept you as their Alpha.”

“Honestly I’m glad. I never actually wanted to lead my own pack. Sure, I thought about it after my father was killed, but it wouldn’t have made me happy.”

“What do you want to do?” Fran asked, secretly relieved that he wouldn’t have to leave and become Alpha Mate of a pack.

Jacob grinned. “Well, I did want to be Iron Man, but once I figured that was impossible, I decided I wanted to be a vet.”

Fran laughed. “Being a vet will be good but hard work. We have a college near here that can help you achieve your dream, plus a pack university.”

“You don’t mind?” Jacob asked.

Fran looked confused. “Why would I mind? If I can do anything to help you achieve your dream just let me know.”

Jacob rubbed his thumb over the back of Fran’s hand and leant forward. “I know I said it before but I want to tell you again so you know I was serious. I’m sorry for the way I treated you at the lodge. I was filled with anger.”

“And I was serious when I said I forgave you. I’m not sure if I thanked you for protecting my dad or not, but thank you.”

“How about we start again,” Jacob held his hand out and gave Fran a gentle smile. “Hi, I’m Jacob Bishop.”

“Francis Pullman, but my family calls me Fran,” he replied, shaking Jacob’s hand, and then not letting go.

Jacob laughed. “Really? I thought they called you Franny.”

Fran scowled. “That’s because they’re mean.”

Jacob grinned then dropped his eyes to Fran’s lips, lips that look thoroughly kissable and perfect, and looked up. “Is it wrong that I really want to kiss you now?”

Fran shook his head. “No, that sounds like a really good idea.” Fran internally sighed, he had been longing to kiss Jacob since they met and now finally it was hopefully about to happen. Fran moved closer and, with his free hand, touched Jacob’s cheek.

Jacob smiled and closed the distance, gently kissing Fran. Well, that was his plan until their lips touched. Fran’s lips were just as kissable and perfect as he thought they would be, and so he deepened the kiss.

Fran was in heaven, kissing Jacob was a dream and he happily tangled his tongue with Jacobs.

After what felt like forever they broke apart, Fran resting his forehead against Jacobs.

“So perfect,” Jacob said softly.

“It was and just imagine how much better it will be as we get to know each other.”

“I would love to keep on kissing you, but I’m getting tired,” Jacob broke out into a yawn. “Sorry.”

“There is nothing to be sorry for. How about we settle down and sleep. We could both do with some,” Fran suggested.

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

“Do you need the bottle?”

Jacob laughed. “So romantic, but please.”