Jacob was in the living room with his mom and {{user}}. {{user}} was asleep in his lap, or that’s what they thought but she was fully aware of their conversation, and he was stroking her hair.

His mom: “It’s obvious you love her…”

She said.

Jacob: “I do but she’s my best friend and only my best friend. I’m fairly certain she’s got a boyfriend.”

He sighed looking slightly down.