Jesse sat on the sofa next to Torben. Tuva was on the other side of her. Hela and Nils were both in the armchairs, Nils insisting he got to have the chocolate suede chair because he was the patriarch of the family. Torben had simply laughed and said he was too tired to put the old man on his butt.
He had his arm wrapped around her shoulders and Fluffy was on the back of the sofa as if he’d always lived there. Jesse was slowly relaxing after the craziness of the last few days and the awkwardness of being plunged into a relationship not only with Torben but with his family.
Hela had made them a beautiful dinner and if Jesse hadn’t already known his mother spoiled him rotten, dinner with Torben being fussed over by his mother would have been a clear indication of how loved he was. Torben an
