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Jacob's rental car rumbled down the quiet streets of Vancouver, the soft hum of the engine blending with the rhythmic pulse of Christmas music playing from the speakers.
Reeva sat beside him, her phone held up to her face as she snapped selfies, her wide smile capturing the excitement in her eyes. Each time the car came to a stop at a red light, she leaned over to include him in the shot, her laughter light and carefree.
It made Jacob's chest tighten, that joyful, effortless laughter of hers. He wasn't used to people wanting him around, but Reeva had changed that for him, in the most profound ways.
Jacob was possessive by nature, a trait he recognized but didn't mind. It was only natural when it came to Reeva. He'd only known her for a short while, but in the way that their fingers intertwined and their eyes found each other in a room full of people, it felt like they'd been together forever.
He knew the world around them was noticing too. His cousins had teased him relentlessly, saying that he and Reeva were practically inseparable. If it wasn't for work and the kids he shared with his ex-wife, they might as well be living together. But it didn't bother him—didn't bother them. Reeva seemed to revel in it, the idea of them being a package deal.
Jacob knew his possessiveness wasn't entirely rational, but he didn't care. It was like he had discovered something he didn't even know he was searching for, something so rare that he was willing to guard it fiercely.
His ex-wife, who he still co-parented with, had even expressed her approval of Reeva. They were good friends, better now than when they were married.
When Reeva had helped their seven kids with math homework a few days back, his ex-wife had called him and said, "I can't believe how good she is with them. You two are good for each other, you know." That affirmation had made him feel warm inside, like he wasn't just being selfish by loving Reeva so openly.
"Almost there," he said, breaking out of his thoughts as he pulled into the driveway of the studio.
The parking lot was filled with cars, and the air seemed to buzz with anticipation. This was the day Reeva was releasing her Christmas album, A Very Reevmas, and Jacob knew how much it meant to her. She had been so meticulous about every detail, from the lyrics down to the album cover.
But at the last minute, her label had decided her original Christmas photo was too plain, and she'd needed a professional photoshoot to bring her vision to life.
Reeva dropped her phone on her lap and looked at Jacob, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You ready?" she asked, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek.
