Jace
Ember comes out of the kitchen, places Miles’ drink next to him and then turns to grab a bottle of water, even though she has a can of Dr P.
before she has a chance to head back to her seat, Ren grabs her and pulls her into his lap, much like Brayden did with Miles, a few guys chuckle.
Being sat next to them, I just look at her from the corner of my eye while trying to do my AP English homework.
I know I’m smaller than Ren, and even Brayden is bigger than me, but I’m constantly worried one of us will hurt her; she’s so small.
“You get much done today, baby?” Ren asks her, not even pretending to do his homework, as his hands stroke over most of the parts he can reach of her, including her ass, which is nearly touching my leg.
I move slightly so I can feel the pressure on my leg, fuck, big mistake, now I can feel my cock growing.
“Yes and no, I got stuck so I sketched, hopefully cooking dinner tomorrow, I can get past the mental block,” She steals a sip of Jay's can of Dr P and gets a bewildered look from him. I speak without thinking,
“You’re cooking? Why?” I hear the sneer in my voice, even though I’m more confused than it sounds; dread pools in my stomach, but settles as she answers.
“Most of my placements after they realised, I was a useless human.” There are several growls around the table, and Alma makes a pained noise; Ember just rolls her eyes.
“I would be given to the housekeeper to cook or clean, or if it was just a small family, not a pack, I was expected to do all the cooking and cleaning,” She steals another sip of Jay's drink, and he opens the other can and places it in front of her, raising an eyebrow.
“It doesn’t taste as nice when I don’t steal from you,” he chuckles and then focuses back on his biology homework.
“When I graduated and got my own place, well, a student halfway house, I found if I was stuck, I could cook, bake or fold laundry, and the simple tasks helped me find the answers; when I’m writing or drawing, the scene helps me find the next line”, she finishes as Paxton walks in
“What are you cooking? That cottage pie you did at the group was amazing, pleeeeeeease tell me you are doing crumble for pudding?” he gets a far-off look on his face and Bram moans and licks his lips.
“What was that thing you made the first night we were out of the cage? I thought J was going to have a fit when you put tinned apples in a cake,” he laughs before J perks up.
“I want those pudding things with gravy and yum-yum pie.” He doesn't even look up, but Alma has appeared at the door.
“Looks like I might be out of a job, what with your Gumbo and all the things they’re listing off” Alma collects the empty glasses and then brings some sandwiches and chips through.
“I know some stuff, but I get too distracted with my art and writing to take over your job; you will probably have to remind me to eat sometimes”, Ember replies.
“I’m doing an English roast tomorrow, so I will be doing the Yorkshire puddings, J, and I can easily do a crumble.
Pax, and I will do an Eve's pudding for Bram, I know I won’t get away with doing only one pudding,” Ember laughs as each of them fist pumps the air and then licks their lips, patting their tummies.
We all focus back on our work again, Ember, Miles and Paxton talking quietly about other food Ember could do at other times.
“Ember, do my English homework for me?” J whines at her
“Only you can do your Shakespeare homework, Trick, as it’s all about how the writing and story makes, you, feel and what it evokes in you, not me,” She kisses his crown where his head is on the table, then kisses Ren’s cheek and heads to the deck.
“It makes me sleepy, it's so boring”, J grumbles, making most of us snort at him.