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“Thanks, Omega.” Her thanks sounds almost like she’s shooing me away. I go for now, knowing she is right. We are on a schedule today, and as of right now, we’re running behind.
I head into the kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee. In about an hour, she’ll be meeting my parents. My father doesn’t talk much unless it’s about sports, so we’re good there. But my mother is protective of me; she’s going to have a lot of questions. From what Astalia has told me, visiting my parents is going to be lightweight compared to spending time with her mother and brothers. I have mentally prepared myself for what the day will unfold.
My phone rings, and it’s my mother calling and chipperly reminding me lunch starts exactly at twelve noon. She’s head over heels excited about meeting Astalia. I have never, and I repeat, never brought a woman home for the holidays, so the simple act of Astalia walking through my parents’ door with me today is worth a celebration.
“Omega, Son. How are you doing?” Mom says when I answer the phone.
“Never better, Mom. Are you done cooking?” Visions of her juicy turkey and dressing come to mind. Add a side of her sweet potato souffle and I’m in heaven.
“Son, don’t you ever curse me like that. It’s 11 a.m. on Christmas Day. Of course, my dinner is ready to be served. All me and your father are waiting on are the man and woman of the hour and their guests,” she speaks of me and my sister and our dates.
“So, Alpharette isn’t there either?” I ask, glad I’m not the only one who’s not there early. I’m usually there stirring around in Mom’s pots by now, asking for a plate before twelve.
“No, she hasn’t made it. She and her new boyfriend are on the way. I just got off the phone with her. So, hurry up! Don’t make us have to wait for you, Omega.”
“Mom, you know I’m always on time for Christmas dinner.”
“That’s right, but you’re usually here by now. And I usually see you more over the holidays than I have this year. I know Ms. Astalia has you smitten, but I miss you,” Mom hints to what I told her about Astalia in our last conversation. As far as she knows, Astalia is someone I like a lot, and I want her to meet her.
“I miss you t
oo, Mom. I’ll be there as quick as I can.”
We end our call with our goodbyes.
Looking at the doorway, Astalia walks into the room wearing a big smile. “Thanks for the earrings.” She obviously has found the box I left for her in the bathroom with a set of diamond earrings that match the bracelet I gave her last night. She runs over and flings her arms around my neck. “They’re beautiful.”
“Not as beautiful as you. Merry Christmas, Astalia.”
“Merry Christmas, Omega.” She plants a kiss on my lips before she walks over to lean on the kitchen table.
My eyes roam over her body. She’s wearing a cheerfully red, knee-length sweater with shining gold stars all over it, red leggings, and black boots. And she looks absolutely gorgeous. I damn near growl at her when my eyes land on her thick thighs in those red pants. “You don’t know how tempted I am to cancel Christmas.”
She laughs. “We can’t do that. Everyone is expecting us.”
“Yeah, I know. I poured you a cup of coffee and fixed it with creamer the way you like it.”
“Thank you,” she says as she takes the coffee out of my hand. I walk into the living room and sit down on the sofa, and Astalia sits beside me.
We enjoy a cup of coffee, then I go to get dressed. I shower and shave, dressing in a pair of black slacks, black blazer trimmed in red, a red button up shirt, and black Greggo leather shoes. The pants, blazer and shirt are my Christmas gifts from Astalia, which makes it even more important that I wear them today.
As soon as we walk through my parents’ door, Mom grabs up Astalia and takes her into the kitchen. “Oh, my goodness, you are absolutely gorgeous! Come with me. Let’s go and get the table set up so these men can eat. You know Omega and his appetite.”
Astalia looks back at me, smiling. If she doesn’t know anything else about me, she definitely knows my appetite is ferocious. The only thing is I haven’t been craving much food lately. She has been my air, my water, and my nourishment for the past ten days.
I go into the living room where Dad is seated with Alpharette’s boyfriend. He’s a medium-built brother who looks a little uneasy about being here. This is his first time meeting the family, and Dad isn’t much of a talker to people he doesn’t know, so I speak up and introduce myself.
“Hi, I’m Omega, Alpharette’s brother.”
He stands to greet me, reaching his hand out for a shake. “Hey, man. I’m Amiri Knox.”
“Nice to meet you, man. How long have you and Alpharette been dating?”
“About three months,” he tells me.
“That’s good. She’s rough around the edges, but she has a good heart. Make sure you look out for my sister, and we’ll be good.” I impose my height and size over him as I stand in front of him. I want him to understand that he will feel me if he mistreats my sister.
“I understand that. I do plan to treat her right,” he says confidently.
