Jake leant against the door jamb that led to the kitchen, watching as the omegas filled the dining table with breakfast. Everything had to be perfect. According to Neil, he had to set the atmosphere.
Flowers were something women loved…so he told them to bring a few roses in a vase and just put them wherever they looked best on the table. You see…last night, he was given the premium advice ~as Neil called it~ in steps…step one was of course to dress presentably…step two was to set the atmosphere.
He’d finished both of those steps; though, it took him more than an hour to decide on the simple pair of jeans pants and the brown shirt he wore. His hair was the same as always, but he’d used up a tremendous amount of time trying and failing to style it in the bathroom. He’d washed his face twic
