Chapter 17-Lover Boy

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You were now going to be Mrs. (Y/N) Frye. You couldn't think of a better last name to go with your name. After Jacob's proposal and after your story, you and Jacob headed back for the train, with the roses still glued to your hands. You couldn't put the roses down, you loved how beautiful they've grown to be and how blood red they are. You linked your arm with Jacob's, your head resting against his broad shoulders as he serenades you with his many childhood stories.

"I still can't believe you scared me when I was little. That was extremely horrendous." He laughed, you looked at him stopping him in his tracks.

"It wasn't my fault, you started it! You cut my lip, it was swollen for a week!" You crossed your arms and pouted like children, Jacob embracing you with a warm hug. You felt him kiss the crown of your head, making you smile widely and hugging him tightly in the process. You enjoyed every minute with your new fiancé and knowing that your father, or Uncle, is looking down happily at you. You missed him so much, Father or not, he loved you, and he has always been there for you. You knew, if you were to be with child, you'd name them after him, or even after your Mother/Aunt.

You and Jacob headed back for the train, but then it hit you. What would Henry say, or even what would Evie say?! Your mind started to flip as you stop right in front of the train doorway. Jacob noticed your lack of walking and strength in worrisome, he grasped your hand, holding it tightly and gently placing a small kiss on your knuckles. His sweet, delicate kiss soothed you, it finally made you give in and walk inside the train, only to find Evie and Henry not even there. A sigh of relief fell upon you and you even felt Jacob become less tense then before.

You couldn't help but smell the flowers once more, Jacob plopping down on the couch while he patted next to him, gesturing you to sit. You place the flowers on the desk and you sit right next to him, Jacob getting into a comfortable position as he places his head on your lap. You couldn't help but smile as he faces your stomach, hugging you tightly but gently as you stroke his hair, your head leaning back, feeling his breathes on your stomach and the relaxation on how quiet it was.

"I love you, (Y/N)..." Jacob mumbled from your stomach, which made you breath a chuckle, leaning down to kiss the crown of his head,"I love you, too, Jacob."

Soon, both of you fell into a deep sleep. It was really late, and all you could wonder is where on earth could Evie and Henry be, but you knew as long as Evie was around with Henry, they were both safe.

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You heard the train whistle loudly, disturbing your slumber, you sit up, realizing you're in a bed. Jacob's to be exact, feeling his arm wrapped tightly around your waist. You looked at your cheeky Jacob who was sound asleep, you couldn't held but smile and hug his head in return, planting a small kiss on his cheek. He stirred a bit, but he was a heavy sleeper, so he wouldn't be waking up anytime soon. You checked your pocket watch and saw it to be 9:41am, at least it wasn't that early or that late. You were still in your Assassin wear and so was Jacob but both of you had your jackets off. You carefully remove your Fiancé's arm from around your waist, gently moving his hair out of his face, you plant a small kiss on his forehead. You silently place your jacket on and headed for the main cart, but you wanted to drop by Evie's cart to see if she's in need of anything. Luckily she was awake, and so was Henry. Being the nosy person you are, you leaned your against the doorway, listening to their conversation.

"Narcissus: Self-love. I should buy a bouquet for Jacob." Evie said, sounding annoyed, which made you smile considering you said the same thing.

You heard Henry chuckle a bit,"Most unkind, Miss Frye."

"As amusing as all this is, I really should be getting back to work now. If you need me..." Evie said, being cut off by Henry.

"I'll send a bouquet." You felt him smile when he said that.

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