Oh, hell no.

"Wow, I'm starving." I mumble, my stomach rumbling loudly for the fiftieth time. Jake chuckles, changing into a simple white shirt and grey jogging bottoms. Even in casual loungewear, he never fails to amaze me with his handsome features. No matter what the man wears, he looks good in it.

"Well you are eating for two now so it's explainable." Jake mimics Tobias' voice, slapping a hand to his forehead. I laugh loudly, unable to believe Tobias was the one to slip up.

"Honestly, what are we going to do with him?"

"Give him to the homeless shelter so they can serve him up as Christmas Turkey." Jake grumbles unhappily under his voice. I giggle at him, shaking my head —

"You love him really."

"Eh." Jake shrugs casually, shooting a cheeky smirk in my direction. I bounce off the bed and hold my hand out to him which he takes immediately.