Natasha Astrid’s POV
“Let’s buy food for the two of you.”
Jacob turned the car toward the drive-thru of a fast food chain. I glanced at him, one hand on the steering wheel while the other was on the gear stick.
“We just ate, Jacob,” I reminded him, in case he forgot how much we had eaten earlier.
“For your midnight snack,” he simply replied.
I just nodded and mentally prepared what I would order while our car was in line. His staff members, who he brought with him, were also lined up in a van, while another van was parked nearby.
“What do you want?” Jacob asked.
“Iced coffee and fries,” I replied.
I was full, but if that food wasn't enough, Jessica and I could always have something delivered. She also had plenty of food in stock, so we wouldn't go hungry at her condo.
“Jessica?” h
