Free Emma's Home (The Fairfield Series) by Maryann Jordan Page A

I had everything under control,” she said. The mover hurried out of the room, glad for Jake’s distraction.
    Jake’s eyes focused on a spot on the wall over her head, as he ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
    “Jake, I have told you before. I’ve been on my own for a very long time – I know how to take care of things myself,” Emma said softly. She reached her hand up to rest it gently on his chest.
    Jake sighed as he held her hand close to his heart. “And I have told you, that you now have me to look after you.” He pulled her in, holding her close.
    With their bodies touching from chest to knees, she took a deep breath relishing the feel of having someone hold her, caressing her back.
    “I don’t even know what we are,” Emma said with her face pressed into his chest.
    “You’re mine, ” Jake whispered into her ear. “You just have to get used to knowing I am here for you now.”
    Emma, enveloped in security with Jake pressed up to her, could hear his heart beating as her head rested on his chest. She felt a peace that she had not known in a long time.
    “Babe,” Jake murmured. Emma raised her head back to look up into his eyes. He leaned down, his breath just a whisper over her lips. His eyes held hers for a moment before his lips moved over her lips. The kiss was gentle, the softest pressure as she savored the feel of him.
    Then Emma stood on her toes for better access and grabbed onto Jake’s shoulders. Jake, taking the encouragement, deepened the kiss, his tongue invading her mouth. Their tongues began a mating dance, stealing Emma’s breath as found herself lifted off the floor.
    Wrapping her legs around Jake’s waist, she was carried back toward the bed. As he started lowering her onto the bed, the sound of movers coming down the hall with the next load of furniture could be heard. Emma jerked her head back and scrambled away from Jake, straightening her clothes as she backed up.
    “Fuck!” Jake bit out. He hung his head in frustration for a few seconds and adjusted the tightness in his jeans before the movers came back in the room. He looked over at Emma, who was blushing bright red. Jake raised his eyebrow at her, but she just blushed more and shook her head. The movers left the room after carrying the dresser in and Jake simply crooked his finger at her.
    Emma smiled and jumped back into Jake’s arms. “I don’t know if we should continue,” she confessed.
    “I don’t give a fuck about the movers, but I know Laurie and Rob are here, so darlin’, we can just put this off.” Emma slid off of him and started to turn away.
    “But babe?”
    Emma turned back and looked up at Jake.
    “This,” pointing between the two of them, “is going to happen.” Emma smiled shyly as Jake grabbed her hand and led her back down the hall. Glancing down at his tight jeans cupping his swollen dick, she couldn’t help but wonder when this was going to happen. Smiling to herself, they walked into the living room to join their friends.
    *
    The house was taking shape over the next week and Emma loved it. She worked hard and fast to get the house looking like a home. Curtains were hung, knick-knacks and family mementoes were set around, and most of the moving boxes were gone. One afternoon, Laurie and Emma were in the bedroom, shaking out the new sheets and comforter that Carol had given her as a house warming gift.
    “So, Em…,” Laurie said while looking at the bed. Emma looked up at Laurie to see her smirking while tucking in the sheets. Emma looked at Laurie, assuming she knew what was running through Laurie’s mind.
    “I was just wondering if the bed has been broken in yet by you and Jake.”
    Emma shook her head, which only made Laurie exclaim, “Why not? What are you waiting on?”
    Emma answered, “Well, we haven’t had a lot of time alone.” Laurie looked up and noticed that Emma had a sneaky smile on her face. “But I am hoping that will change soon – Jake is coming over