Connor had woken up in the morning with the best sleep he's had in ages. It was so good he didn't want to wake up. Connor looked over to the kids, who were still sound asleep. He turned back over to the giant cat he was cuddling. He nuzzled his head into Jas's soft fur and smiled contently. "I had the best dr-dream. You were there, and so were the kids. It was sunny, and I scolded you in Spanish while the kids laughed. It was great." Connor realized Jas and him weren't in a relationship, nor would they ever be, which made him want to pull away. However, he couldn't pull away from the cuddly cat. Who could? "G-Good morning. I-If you a-are awake, that is." Connor remembers why they were here in the first place. "Just a little longer, okay?"
Jas gave a soft meow as he woke up, a small smile crossing his muzzle as he gently nudged Connor's brow. He was glad the dreams had made Connor happy, even if it wouldn't last as long as he hoped. He watched Connor cuddle against his side, heart clenching painfully and his smile fading. This wasn't his to keep for long. Connor had made his point clear in highschool, in this life, he and Jas wouldn't be together. As much as he adored them, this wasn't going to be his family. Jas settled his head against Connor's head and gave a soft meow again, shifting his weight slightly and curling his tail around Connor and the still sleeping kids protectively. He'd have to get up eventually to buy clothes for the kids and food for breakfast but for now, all he wanted to do was stay here, enjoy the time he had with Connor, even if it stemmed from such a terrible night.
Connor touched his neck, still feeling the indent. He stiffed before sitting up suddenly. Connor put his hand back on the bed to hold himself up while he started to breathe heavily. He swallowed, which only made Connor's throat drier. He tried his best to take deep breaths before standing up completely. "I need some water…yeah" He left the room and sauntered to the kitchen. He was surprised when he knew exactly where to go for a cup. He pours the water out of the refrigerator. He sighed when the cool drink made its way down his throat. He leaned his elbows on the counter, pushing his hair back. "What the hell am I thinking. No puedo estar haciendo esto. Es demasiado. Pensar que podría acostarme en la cama y sentirme feliz cuando hay un psicópata tratando de localizarme. Además… no es justo para él si abrazo su calidez. Ni siquiera estamos enamorados. No puedo engañarlo así, no es justo. Debería traer a los niños e irme. No puedo hacerle pasar por la carga de albergarnos. Eso es como doble no justo." He planted his head into his hands, letting his guard down completely.
Jas sat up slightly in surprise, watching Connor in sleepy confusion as he meandered to his kitchen. Jas shifted back to normal, laying on his back and draping his arm over his eyes, definately not ready to wake up or to have let Connor go so soon. He reluctantly sat up, and tilted his head, frowning when he heard Connor muttering in Spanish. He couldn't understand much though some did sound similar to italien. He sat up and carefully got out of bed, not wanting to wake the kids up just yet. He silently walked into the kitchen and drowsily starter on coffee. "It has never mattered to me whether whatever goes on between us is fair or unfair, much to the detriment of my heart and mental state. All I care about is that you are safe. I don't need you to love me, as much as it hurts me. You wouldn't be using me, or taking advantage of me or anything if you decide to say. " He said, refusing to look at Connor. "As for the kids, they need you Connor. They need at least one of their dads and Jale is out of the question." He finally took a look at Connor, heart slowly breaking at seeing him so..done with life. "You're more than accomapant to meet Finn and his friend if you'd like as well." He chimed in, flinching internally. This wasn't the time for that. Retrieving Connor's memories wasn't a priority right now. It wasn't like they were going to fix anything anyways. He'd still have to deal with what Jake had did and now being a father of one. "I'm sorry, that's not something to even consider right now."
Connor wasn't sure if the memories would help or just worsen things. It felt like a chain had been wrapped around his head, squeezing it tight to the point where it felt suffocating. "I…I…I…fuck!" Connor turned around to face Jas with his hands over his chest. The proper word to describe the way he looked was absolute shit. His hair was messy and tangled, and his glasses were crooked; honestly, Connor would rip them off if he didn't need them to see. If dying were an option, he would've done it, but he has too many responsibilities, and besides, he would just live again in his next life. Why couldn't this be the one to forget?
"I can't even think without that jerk stuck in my head. Laughing at me. You don't understand the memories I got back were horrifying. Things I thought would never happen to me happened to me. When Jake pushed me up against that door, I felt him null my powers. I felt like nothing. I couldn't even move. I never want that feeling against me because what usually comes after that feeling he seems to find entertaining. I don't even…" Connor took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "Honestly, those memories seem like a good distraction from all of this right now." Connor's nose twitched. He was so close to breaking down; no matter what option he chose, it was always the bad one. "I'm sorry. I should've blown up at you like that. You don't deserve that. I am such a shitty person. Fuck." Connor turned back around and drank the rest of the water in the cup.
Jas watched Connor with an even expression, even as rage broiled in his veins. They had lived countless lives and never had anyone they key had attempted to take such horrific advantage of either of them. He slowly stepped close to Connor and gently took the glasses from his hand to keep them from breaking in his clenched fist. Jas gently blotted at Connor's tears with his sweatshirt sleeve and lightly tugged Connor close, loosly encircling him in his arm in case he didn't want contact with anyone at the moment. "You don't need to be sorry, dear. And you are not a shitty person. Right now, the shitty person is passed out in the apartment where he will stay until we leave. As much as I hate that you're going through this, those I don't want those memories to be just a destruction for you." He pressed a soft kiss to Connor's hair and sucked in a Shakey breath. "I will never understand what he's done to you. But I can guarantee he will never harm you or children again." He stated, already itching to go back and truely make Jake's last moments of life the worst he would ever experience. "how about we go out for breakfast? I don't have much here anyways. We can look for some clothes for you and the kids just until we get to Italy and get you all settled. That is if traveling back with me is what you still want to do. I understand if you have other famy you'd rather see first. I can bring you to your mom's if she's close by." He offered, having remembered Connor'a mother from the few times he had met her.
He first flinched from Jas's touch before his mind told his body it was safe. Connor leaned into his embrace, thanking the lord for having someone so loving. That was the only term he could use. It's one Jas deserved. Connor just needed time to see that. "Right, you're right." He whipped his tears and pulled away from Jas, scratching his arm. He looked at his shirt, seeing a sain of tears. "Ai Dios mío, your shirt has a patch of my tears on it." He chuckled softly, "That's probably disgusting; I'm sorry." It took a while before Connor wiped his tears completely. "I can explain the situation to the kids properly, and then you can go change in the meantime? Oh, you're very fluffy, by the way." Connor rubbed Jas's head, just in between his cat ears. He gave him a scratch behind his ears before he went off to wake the children. Connor returned holding hands with two exhausted children and a black cat following Charlotte. He gave a small wave before setting them both on the couch he had slept on five years ago.
Jas reluctantly let Connor go before glancing down at his shirt. "It's alright, this is technically yours anyways." He admitted with a slight smile. He nodded, but before he could go back to tending to the coffee, he found himself purring and leaning his head into Connor's hand. His eyes fluttered close at the sensation of being petted, having missed physical contact with anyone, especially from Connor, for so long. He huffed a small sigh when Connor pulled away. In the meantime, he made himself a sweet coffee and was sipping it on the countertop. He waved the kids and Connor, chuckling lightly when he saw Ash trotting behind them, dutifully following the kids anywhere they went. He saw Winnie a few steps behind, still tired. Instead if following his companion, Winnie trotted over to Jas and hopped up on the counter. He meowed and nuzzled Jas's cheek affectionately. "Hush, all you want is food." He teased, earning him a light cuff on his head from Winnie. Jas sighed dramatically as he hopped of the counter and prepared the cat's food. once he set the food down, Jas slipped into the bedroom to change.
"Okay, you two. You might wonder why you're here and not at home like usual. Well…" Connor sat on the coffee table, which was directly across from them. "So, your father and I had a…disagreement. Yes, I guess that's what you call it. Since we had that disagreement, we'll stay with Jas for a while. By for a while, I mean probably forever. Your father is a bad man. I hate to see you guys suffer for his actions. You two are probably the only thing still keeping me going, plus there is a very handsome man getting dressed right now in the room. Let's say he's a very kind man, and in all my years, I've never felt a deeper connection with him than anyone. Don't tell him I said this; I'm not ready for him to know yet. I need time, and I hope you two will grow to like Jas, just as much as I hope two." Connor took their hands and gave a soft smile.
"Don't worry, Papa. I understand. I promise to be good, and I'm sure Charlotte will try to be good as well." Asher squeezed Connor's hand, giving him a quick nod. "I'll look after Charlotte while you also figure things out. It will be like we're not even there."
"Oh, will it now? Ash, you have gotten very mature. I'm proud of you. Charlotte promise me to take care of your brother. You know how he gets." Connor pressed a kiss to both of their cheeks.
"Ewwww gross. I promise I will be more responsible than him!" She grinned, glaring at him.
"That's not what I asked Charlotte." Connor gave a hard laugh and opened his arms. "Come here, you two rascals. Honestly, you'll be quite the pair when you're older." Charlotte and Asher gave in to Connor and hugged him. "I love you both so much."
"We know Papa. You're hugging too tight!" Charlotte giggled before snatching Asher's toy from his pocket.
"Hey! Give that back!" They were back to chasing each other in the room just like that.
"where did you even get that?" He shook his head and walked back to Jas's room with a smile. He opened the door and closed it behind him. He looked at the floor as he heard Jas move around. "They understood and are even back to chasing each other around. Honestly, I don't even know where they got the toy. Maybe you had something or-" He gasped. "They got it from the apartment last minute; they're such sneaks!"
Jas poked his head of his closet when he heard his bedroom door open and gave a slight smile. “I had a feeling they would. They seem like more capable children then their age lets on.” He agreed as he stepped out from the little closet, pulling on a graphic black tee shirt of some show he had liked as a teenager. He had pared that with jeans and pair of boots and had brushed his hair so that his ears poked out. “I was thinking of going back to the apartment after breakfast. Both to bring Jake into the institution so they can deal with him and to get anything you might want or need before our flight. Would you like to come? Just in case I miss anything important? Mom and Dad can watch the kids if you’d rather not have them in there. Or I can go alone and call you in case I have a hard time finding anything. “ Jas offered, yanking out an empty duffle bag. He didn't love the idea of going to the institution for anything, especially after it had failed to secure Connors and Jake's security in the previously. But if they didn't want to deal with Jas' less than ethical management if terrible people, they'd take this life's Jake in without qualm.
Connor caught a glimpse of Jas's stomach, which made his cheeks red, only a little bit. "U-Uh, no, I'll be alright with the kids here. I don't want to worry them by sending them off with another pair of adults. Not that I don't trust your family! I just mean it would be shocking to switch caretakers again. There is also the fact that I'm not really in the mood to see him or walk through that house again. Not right now anyway. This one feels much better. Besides, you won't miss anything important there. There is nothing important in there. Uh, just don't look in the bottom drawer on the left-hand side of my bedroom. I looked in there once only because I was curious. He used everything that's in there on me, and I'd rather you not have that image." Connor laughed nervously. He looked at Jas's outfit and couldn't help but chuckle. "I'm sorry, I just-" He covered his mouth with two fingers analyzing his outfit choice. "You look like you're in high school again. It's amazing how someone can go from looking like an adult to a total child."
Jas chuckled lightly, "it's alright. Maybe another time where here's not so much going on and the rest of the family are in town." He nodded and slung the bag over his shoulder, a grown tugging at his lips as he reached for the door then paused. Would it so bad if jas burned the entire apartment down along with a certain someone inside? It's not like Jake would be missed. Jas reluctantly dismissed the thought from his mind, even as his chest tightened. How had Connor's apartment, a place where jas had lived and made such wonderful memories a lifetime ago be the same place Connor would grow to hate so much now. He swallowed thickly and gave a nod. "I'll just grab some clothes and any important papers you may need to travel. Security has gotten more strict since the last life so you'll definitely need them for Italy. He glanced back at Connor as he tugged open the door and arched a worried eyebrow. He looked down at himself in confusion before giving Connor a teasing glare. "You're in no position to talk, heart. Considering you're the one wear my sweatshirt. I don't see you complaining about that. As for my my own clothing choices, I'm quite comfortable. Besides, in case things go south, I don't want my nicer clothes to get damaged." He stuck his tongue out before waving Connor through the door. "I wasn't even aware you knew how I dressed back in highschool considering we barely saw each other after the formal.
Connor's face turned red. He realized Jas was right, wearing his clothes, and he just exposed himself by saying he knew what he dressed like. Connor gasped and watched as Jas left. He scoffed and fisted the front of his sweatshirt. "I'm just surprised your clothes still fit me shorty." Connor flopped back on the bed. He rolled his eyes, thinking back to what Jas had said earlier. "He's so annoying," He groaned and dropped his arms over his eyes. Just then, he smelled something sweet but natural and comforting. He hooked the collar of the hoodies and pulled it up to his nose. "You have to be shitting me." He took another deep breath into the sweatshirt. "I hate you, Jas…so much. Why does everything about scream safe, but my brain is telling me to deny you of any feelings I may have. What should I listen to, huh?" Connor used the momentum and got himself off the bed. He exited the room and sighed. "Charlotte and Ash?! I'm going to make something quick while jas it out! So you better get it before I eat it all!" With that, Connor put toast into the toaster and waited for the sounds of little feet running down the hallway.
"I'm only a few inches shorter! Don't burn house down while I'm gone!" Jas called before he disappeared. He popped by a local cafe he had discovered and loved a while back. He smiled at the cafe owner and pointed at a few of the pastries he thought that Connor was going to like as well as a few for the kids. Before he left, he quickly ordered a few To go espresso and fruit smoothies on whim just in case they didn't like coffee. He went back to the apartment but only left the breakfast at the door before he headed to Connor's apartment.
"Good, you're still here." Jas muttered with a tilt of his head, a feral grin on his features as he stalked around Jake's body. He maticulously made his way around the apartment, making sure to grab enough clothes for the kids and Connor, as well as any documents, or toys or anything else he though Connor and the kids would need. "Believe me, I'd love to set this little place on fire with you in it. Connor hasn't told me much and I understand why but from what he's told me," Jas gave a low, animalistic growl, "you don't deserve to be alive." He shrugged and closed the duffle bag before slowly sinking down and yanking Jake's head up by the hair. "Now I'm going to take to place that deals with shitbags like you. You're not going to get out, you're not going make a single peep. If you do, I'll hear about it and I'll take the fastest plane here to end your miserable life."
Jake's vision was still blurry, not to mention his head hurt like hell. His ears finally caught up, and he heard Jas's voice. He coughed, trying to move, but Jas tugged on his hair before he could even think. "You bastard!" He coughed right after the words exited his mouth. "Just you wait. Connor will come running back to me soon. He won't know what to do with himself. He probably thinks he's worthless. He's screwed up in the head. One day you'll grow sick of it, and he'll right back into my arms because he knows…" Jake tried his best to move his body, but his efforts were useless. The rest of his body still hasn't caught up to his brain yet. "He knows I'm the only reason he'll feel sane again. You don't deserve him. Besides, I took away his memories of you and your life. Honestly, the shit I said made me sick—all lovey-dovey. When I laid eyes on him, I knew he had to be mind, but you interfered with that. So the only way to get you out of the pictures was to make him forget. You'll never get them back!"
“hm, close but immortality has funny continuities when it comes to my my parents. Currently both are married, so that’s not accurate.” Jas said with a sweet smile, taking a glanced at the cuffs he had put on Jake the night before. They were the same ones Connor had once put on gas in their previously so he knew from experience just how agonizing they could be. He promptly dropped Jakes head, letting it smack on the floor. “Oh will he now?” Jas purred, stretching out on the floor in front of Jake, ever the cat. “He must not have told you all our story. It’ll take far more than one of his shitty husbands for me to ‘get sick’ of Connor.” He frowned and slowly sat up, his eyes never leaving Jake’s. “You’re right. I don’t deserve him. But that doesn’t mean you deserve him either. He has two beautiful kids to spend his time with, and a whole life ahead of him that will not involve you. If he chooses to involve me then I’d more than happy with that but I will do everything in my power to keep you far far away from him.” He slowly rose from the floor, eyes narrowing. Then it clicked. Jas dropped the bag and gripped Jake by the back of the shirt, slamming him against the wall despite his smaller size. “It was you this entire time.” He said, voice a hoarse growl, tendrils of smoke started to seep from his body. “Of you should have kept your pretty mouth shut, dear. Then Maybe you could have had a peaceful life sentence.” He gave a sharp laugh and shook his head. He grabbed the bag and Jake’s arm before disappearing from the apartment, then reappearing at the institution. He shoved Jake forwards and glared around. “If you can’t keep one of your own alive, then the least you can do is keep him here for a week.” He snarled, stalking out of the building and making his way home, deciding to walk instead of appear at the apartment and scaring Connor or the kids with his appearance.
Connor set down their plates of food. For some reason, neither of them wanted to come out and eat. Instead, they figured a game of hide and seek would be better. "Listen, you two, your grilled cheese sandwiches will get cold!" Connor laughed. "Alright, you asked for it." Being a shapeshifter has its perks. He learned to do lots of things with his powers, like switching out his human eyes for snake eyes so he could see their heat signatures. Once he spotted them, his eyes went back to normal as he walked into the room. He tapped his finger on his lip. "Hmmm, I wonder where they could be. I have no clue…" He peaked up under and grabbed charlotte. "Haha! I found you, you little menace!" Charlotte giggled and hugged Connor. "Alright, now tell me where your brother is" She pointed to the closet, and Connor opened the door with a smirk. "You guys have no sense of loyalty." Connor turned around and soon found Asher walking in front of him. Connor looked back at the closet and then back to Asher. "How did-" He squinted his eyes and watched Asher go from the bedroom to the counter in seconds. "Holy, you have super speed?! I could've sworn when I adopted you; they said you wouldn't have powers!" Connor was stunned watching him zoom from place to place like it was nothing. "That's the most generic power, but it's still cool. Now come over here and eat."
It took Jas nearly an hour to get back to his apartment. He was tired but he felt less murderous than before. He glanced up from finding his keys to see Suni leaning against one of the two kitsune statues marking the entrance of the shrine. The fox shoved himself off the statue and followed Jas inside the building, 8 tails flicking behind him in silent irritation. “So he’s back?” He asked, arms crossed over his chest. “More or less. The memory thing is still a struggle but I think I’ve found a solution. Try not to be too mad vixen, this week hasn’t been the greatest for him or the kids.” Jas pleaded. “And what about you Jas? I’ve watched over you this entire life with your heart broken over this man. He didn’t even try and give you a chance!” Jas paused in the middle of the staircase, shoulder’s heavy with tension and exhaustion. “I didn’t ant him to give me a chance. He deserves to be happy with someone else other than me, just like I was happy with Winston. He had that for a while until Jake turned out to be a manipulative bastard. I’ve come to realize I don’t deserve those years of hatred from Connor but he didn’t deserve what Jake did to him either. The kids certainly didn’t deserve losing a father either.” At the mention of kids, Suni”s ears flattened and he looked away shamefully. “I just want you to be happy Jas, like you were in the other life.” Jas reached for his brother and pulled him beside him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “Unfortunately the person who made me happy last life doesn’t remember ever doing that.” He muttered. “So why can’t you find someone else? That barista down the street is cute, and he seems to like you.” Suni argued. Jas laughed in surprise. “He is cute. But it’d feel wrong. First to him knowing I’m in love with Connor, and to myself. I already had a life where I loved another. Winston was my first love that wasn’t Connor. It would feel wrong to to keep adding rings to what was meant to be just me and Winston’s bond.” Suni huffed a sigh and tugged at Jas’ ear. “Annoying feline. You don’t have to marry him. You could date, be partners, love each other without marriage. At least for a life. Connor doesn’t have to be your only option.” Jas shook his head. “I don’t want there to be another option. I want Connor. He’s my version of Damion. Connor is all I want now.” Suni fell silent at that again, a light pink rising on his cheeks. “Fine, I can understand that.” HE muttered as they reached Jas’ apartment door. Suni shifted and jumped up onto Jas’ shoulders as Jas opened the door, “Alright, I found a stray fox outside and I’ve brought food.” He called, setting the Bag of Connor and the kid’s belonging down.
"Hey! I gave them a grilled cheese sandwich, but that was over an hour ago. Charlotte and Ash, Jas is back with food." Connor turned with a bright smile. He finished up the plate he washed and dried his hands. He walked to Jas taking his duffle bag. He scratched Suni under the chin and rubbed the top of Jas's head before he put the duffle bag on the couch. "They've been hungry for a while now. Kids have one of the biggest stomachs in the world, I feel. Gues who has…" Ash ran in between Connor's legs and appeared in front of Jas. "Super speed. Ash has his powers, and now he can't stop using them. I didn't know he would get powers. So, this is very much of a surprise." Charlotte came jogging into the room out of breath. "This is so unfair. You can't use your speed during tag. It's like totally not cool." Charlotte leans against the chair. "So….how did the apartment run go?"
Suni gaped in surprise, a less than voluntary yip escaping him as he received pets. Jas chuckled lightly, gladly accepting Connor's petting. "He remembers you Suni." Jas reassured with a laugh, handing over the duffle bag. Suni's ears twitched slightly before he jumped down from Jas's shoulders. "That's fine, I'm sure we can save these for a little later." He glanced down at Ash, a bright smile crossing his features, "Super speed, really?" Jas asked excitedly, watching as Ash did indeed rush about in a blur. He glanced up when he heard Charlotte come in and laugh. "If anyone can catch your brother I'm certain it's you, princess." Jas' eyes flickered from the kids back up to Connors. "It went fine. I'll tell you later." He said, nodding to the kids. Suni slunknover and sniffed at both of them, yipping playfully and wagging his eight tails.
"Right." Connor nodded. "I'm glad Suni is doing well. What about uh, what's his name. Da-dame…ah! Damion. I hope he's okay as well." Charlotte took notice of the little fox and picked him up. She started to pretend to dance with the fox and pet it delicately. "Can we keep him?" Charlotte smiled. "U-Uh, no, but he can come to visit often. Treat him with care. He's not a stuffed animal, you know." Connor noticed the tone Jas was using with the kids. It felt so right, being in that moments. He went back into the kitchen to clean up a little bit more. "You know I remeber when Suni-" Connor grunted and held his head. A splitting headache came to him. "Fuck!" He gasped and put his hand over his mouth. "Fuck." Charlotte repeated. 'No, no, do not ay that dear. That is a bad word. I'm sorry, what was I talking about before?" His headache had gone away, and he was feeling fine.
Suni whimpered softly when he heard Connor struggling with his memory about Damion. Jas glanced over, giving his brother an apologetic look. While Suni would never admit it, he was looking forward to bringing Damion to see Connor, especially since he as the one had brought them together in the first place. “From what Suni has told me, he’s adjusting well to not dying.” Jas joked lightly, watching in amusement as Suni was promptly scooped up by Charlotte and spun around. Much to Jas’ surprise, Suni didn’t try to struggle out the young girl’s grip, instead he sort of just let himself be held, as much as he could be held by the girl, considering his was taller than Charlotte when standing on his hind legs. Suni close his eyes, tongue lolling out in happiness. “Remembered when Suni what, dear?” Jas asked, distracted by the kids and Suni to notice that Connor had wandered off to the kitchen, that is until he swore. “Connor?” Jas made his way to Connor’s side, gently but securely holding Connor’s elbow in case he felt like he was going to faint. He glanced up in slight mortification when Charlotte repeated what Connor had said. He glared as Suni gave a series of snickers and laughs, clearly entertained. Jas shook his head before slowly letting Connor go when he seemed alright. “You were saying something about Suni. Did you remember something?” Jas explained, ignoring the spark of hope flaring in his chest. He wouldn’t give into that, not yet.
"Um, who's Suni?" He looked confused. "Was there something I was supposed to know about this Suni? You're so silly. You know that, Jas." Connor shook his head and went to the table to put some plates. "So besides a strange fox you brought with you, this food seems pretty good. Where did you get it from? However, that is a very strange look fox. How come it has nine tails instead of one?" He shrugged. "Well, it's whatever. We are immortal, so I learn not to question things anymore. Charlotte, put the fox down and wash your hands so we can eat. Ash, stop playing with your powers and sit down, so we can eat. I'm starving, and I'm sure you guys are too." Connor shook his head in disbelief. His children were crazy, but he loved them for it.
Jas took a step back and tilted his head. He glanced back at Suni, still in charlotte’s hold before taking a deep breath, the spark of hope in his chest fizzling out. Suni scrabbled out of Charlotte’s arms and trotted over to Connor, gently pawing at Connor’s leg, his brow turned up in concern and panic. A low whine left his mouth as he tried desperately to get Connor’s attention. Jas gently scooped Suni up, silently shaking his head. “This is Suni, Love. He’s my brother. He’s a shapeshifter like you, but instead of different animals he shifts into a fox spirit called a kitsune.” Has explained patiently, “you don’t remember but you actually hooked him up with his now husband last life. Your friend Damion. Suni whined softly, burying his head in Jas’ shoulder. “I know, vixen.” Jas whispered softly, standing up and gently setting Suni down to help with the food. “The food is from a local bakery I visit every time I come here. Thought you and the kids might like it.” He said, as he placed an array of warm pastries and sweets on large platters for the kids to take from.
"Um?" Connor looked even more confused than ever. "Jas, maybe you should see a doctor. The last time I checked, that's just an interesting-looking fox. Maybe you should go to a doctor or something. I don't know any Damions either." Connor just shrugged and sat down at the table. "Thanks for getting the food, by the way. I didn't have the energy to make any more for them. Since, well, you know. I would get so distracted and probably burn something." He looked at Jas with a confused look. "Aren't you going to sit down and eat with us? Charlotte and Ash seem to be digging into their food already." He looked over to Charlotte and Asher, who waved before returning to eating.
