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His answer was so much better than anything she could have ever come up with. How do you explain something like that to a six year old with a very imaginative and curious mind?
It must have sufficed his curiosity because he went back to eating his pancakes. Taylor sipped at her second cup of coffee looking over at Damien relieved that it had worked. Damien stood leaning back, resting against the counter. His arms crossed. His legs crossed. His long muscular legs. She hadn’t noticed before how damn sexy his legs actually were. How strong they looked. She suddenly found herself picturing him in a pair of light holey jeans eating a yellow apple like Jerry Dandridge. Stop it!
Her face was completely flushed as he smiled back at her. But not in his usual sexy smile. The smile that kept going. Like he wanted more. But she wouldn’t give him more of that fantasy that she was learning to love.
Liz and her damn books. Always trying to get her to read that crap, then when she did, she found it totally sexy as hell and couldn’t stop comparing Damien, his actions, his movements, his everything to a fictional character, only to think of another one to compare him to. Damn Taylor get it together already.
“Mommy, you think Santa is going to bring me what I want this year? I don’t want a whole bunch.” Ashley was truly concerned.
“I don’t know. Do you think you have been a really good girl this year?”
“I think I have. I kept my room clean all year. I did real good.” She looked up like she was really thinking hard as she tapped her little finger against her chin. “Yep. I’ve been good.”
“Yes, you did and you do and you have.”
“Have you written your Santa letters yet?” Damien cut in.
“No, not yet.” Ashley and Zach both frowned.
“Hey guys, what’s wrong?” Zach looked over at Ashley and she at him. “Come on guys spill the beans.”
“Well, last year you were sad at Christmas. Santa didn’t bring you what you wanted did he? You weren’t happy cause you didn’t get your present you asked for.” Zach asked.
Taylor took a deep breath. No one could bring her what she wanted. Until now. She looked into Damien’s eyes. Bright eyes. Soothing. “He did. All I wanted for Christmas last year was to be with you guys and I got to do that. This year is not going to be any different. As long as I have you both I am happy.” And the pain to go away permanently would help.
“Hey I have an idea. What about after we clean up from breakfast we write those letters and I can drop them off in the mail on my way home?” Damien sweetly suggested.
The yelling of yes answered that. She hadn’t seen them this interested in cleaning up ever. They cleared the table quickly and surprisingly quiet. Taylor laughed at the sight of them. Zach ran and grabbed the paper and pens then they each grabbed what they wanted.
They both sat down and commenced to writing their letters. Taylor loved to sit and watch them concentrate on something they both wanted. The faces they made. The way both of them stuck out their tongues while they concentrate. She loved it. She forgot about Damien all together as she did what she loved to do the most. Watch her beautiful and wonderful children at work.
Ashley finished first handing Taylor the letter. No doubt she knew exactly what she wanted and didn’t have any problems asking for it.
Dear Santa,
For Christmas I want this stuff please. I have been a really good girl this year. Even my Mommy says so.
1. Unicorn flip flops that have matching jammies
2. Wii game system with games. Princess ones for girls only.
3. Baby dolls with long hair and dresses.
4. Clothes. I like pretty pink dresses and cowboy boots.
5. A ring with my birthstone on it. It’s pink.
6. Earrings that are pink with butterflies.
7. Necklaces that match my earrings.
8. Shoes. I like cowgirl boots and flip flops, and high heels like Mommy and Aunt Liz have in their closets.
9. Eazy bake oven with lots of food for me to make.
10. I could really use a new pinky to. My old one is old.
Love,
