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Smells great, momma." Jack placed a hand on Billie's shoulder gazing at the meal she'd prepared for dinner. "Thanks for invitin her over n all Yns real nervous about you likin her. Shes a nice girl ma She really is" He couldnt pretend like he didnt know the problem Jack and his mother were in their kitchen that was the size of one of yns closets drinking tap water and making casseroles with their brownskinned hands nothing like the pale complexation of yns Jack and his gf came from completely different worlds "Go wash up before she gets here sweetie." Billie coddled trying to flatten his curls with her nervous hands. Jack sighed but reluctantly followed her orders walking into the tiny bathroom that made y/ns en suite look like a palace he washed his hands he sprayed himself with some mens cologne. Jack was in the middle of swishing some mouthwash he heard the door creak on its hinges from outside and he spit it out washing his mouth out before walking back into the kitchen. Y/n stood in the entrance with Jacks mother looking as beautiful as ever. Jack told her she didnt need to dress up but the girl never listened. Christ, she was a looker. Jack grinned and grabbed her by the waist as he kissed his way down her neck in front of his mother and all, shameless. "Hey, baby," Jack mumbled into her skin. Billie arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest. "Boy youre trouble if I ever saw it." She flicked his temple until Jack forced himself to let go of y/n. "I was young once too yknow. keep that bedroom door open after dinner ya hear?" Jacks mother said slipping her apron off Jack grumbled"I will ma I will." Jack lied reaching behind yns back to cup her a$$ in his hand and give her a squeeze trying to hide a smirk as yns face flushed red Billie shot him a dissaproving look as if she knew exactly what he was planning but luckily turned to yn and gave her a big smile. "Jacks talked my ear off about you sweetheart. Youre a beautiful young lady Im Billie