Chapter Twelve: Houston

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"Alpha, we have a problem."

"What are we? Houston?"

I giggled as Jess growled at his Beta.

"I'm serious, Alpha. We have a huge problem," Christopher said as he walked into our shared bedroom and closed the door, causing Jess to growl even more.

I pet Jess's hair to calm him down as he raised up from the top of my body.

We were previously pressed closely together as we had a nearly naked make out session that was just so rudely interrupted. I can see how and why Jess was getting upset. He was getting cock blocked.

It was funny though.

"We better have a huge fucking problem." Jess ripped the small blanket off of the bed and covered me up as he stood up. "Someone better be fucking dying or someone will be fucking dead."

"It's worse than that, Alpha." Christopher didn't even glance over towards my half naked self. He looked scared, nervous. "Your parents are here."

"Why are you rushing? Cole is still sleeping! Don't wake him up!" I whisper yelled as Mister Rushy yanked clothes out of the closet and tossed them my way, the items landing somewhere near the bed that I was sitting on.

"My parents are here! Didn't you hear Chris?" Jess didn't stop his search for an outfit.

"Yeah. Well, barely. You were growling too loud." I teased, trying to get a smile out of the Alpha.

Jess didn't laugh, he just tossed a shirt my way, saying "Try that on" before going back into the closet.

I rolled my eyes and pulled the blanket off of me. "This is your shirt."

"I know." Jess poked his head out of the closet. "Maybe they won't smell the human on you. And I like you in my clothes."

I rolled my eyes again as I pulled the shirt on, buttoning it up before I was hit in the face with a pair of black wool leggings. "Watch it, Jess. That could have hurt."

"Just put them on!"

I had placed a belt on my hips over the shirt since the plaid shirt was way too big for me.

	"Okay, okay, I'm ready

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"Okay, okay, I'm ready." Jess came out of the closet in a white t-shirt, a pretty tight one at that, and some somewhat tight blue jeans.

Gosh, my mate was so attractive.

"Alrighty... I thought that I was supposed to be the one who is freaking out about meeting your parents," I teased, moving my eyes up to Jess's face.

Jess gave me a small glare as he ran his fingers through his 'I was just finally heavily making out with my mate until I was interrupted by my Beta and told that my parents were here' styled hair. "Please just put something else on Cole. He has dribbled all on his shirt. That won't be acceptable with my father."

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