"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to get your commission to you before Christmas. And the snow got much worse than I expected when I was driving over here," she says with a shrug.
Taking out a box from the larger box, she places it on the counter and removes the lid. Inside is the most gorgeous piece of stained glass artwork I have ever seen. It will look amazing in my kitchen window.
"You did this?" I breathe out.
"Yeah. Is it alright? Does it capture what you were hoping for your mom's tattoo?" Lorna asks, and I can hear the nervousness in her tone.
"This is the most stunning thing I've ever seen in my life. Wow. You outdid yourself, Lorna."
Watching her smile makes my stomach flip. This woman is beautiful.
She then whispers, "There's one other thing too."
"Another thing?" I say with surprise.
"An apology gift. I didn't mean to act shitty the other day, but I know I did, and I'm sorry."
She says this while lifting out a smaller box, shaped like a cube. Opening it, she lifts out a set of four glass coasters all decorated with the Department of the Army emblem.
"How did you know I was in the Army?" I ask in surprise, lifting one up and admiring it in the light.
Lorna says softly, "Ada. And she also told me you earned your purple heart."
Saying that, she reaches out and touches my arm, sending the electric thrills I felt when we kissed.
"These are gorgeous," I say.
"Thank you."
She smiles shyly at me, and my cock twinges. Looking out the window, I grimace.
"I don't know if it's safe for you to drive in this now," I say, opening the door and confirming what I assumed. "I can't let you leave in this weather."
"Oh, crap. Sorry. I appear to have gotten myself trapped at your place on Christmas Eve. I don't want to ruin your holiday," she says, her cheeks reddening.
"Not sure how having a beautiful woman at my place on Christmas Eve can possibly ruin a holiday," I say, my heart racing.
Lorna looks up at me with surprise, then takes two long strides toward me, holding my gaze with hers.
"Can we get a redo?"
"I'd like that," I say, cupping her chin in my hand and leaning down to savor the sweetness of her lips.
When we part, she giggles, looping her hands around my waist and pulling me closer.
"I'm still having a hard time believing that was your first kiss the other day."
"Why is that?"
"Because it was so fucking fantastic," she says with a laugh and I feel my neck heat up to my cheeks.
I ladle us two large mugs of mulled cider while Lorna sits down in the living room in front of the fire and Christmas tree. We chill on the couch, chatting about various things until I decide to take the bull by the horns.
"Lorna, I want to explain to you why I am a virgin at this age."
She shakes her head.
