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"Shit, baby. I'm not going to make it. Come with me?"
Nodding my head, we both ride out our release, and my body slumps forward. Abel slowly pulls out and still holding on to me, carries me into the bedroom. We both fall onto my bed, still breathing heavily.
"Well, that was fun."
He can say that again. I laugh as he gets up and brings me back a warm wash rag to clean up with. Tearing off his remaining clothes, Abel gets back in bed, covering us up with a blanket. We lay in silence, just holding each other. His love is everything to me, and I honestly can't remember what my life was like before him. It doesn't exist.
"Merry Christmas, my queen. My love. My beautiful baby."
A tear slips out of my eye, and Abel wipes it away with a brush of his finger. I just stare at him and know he's the reason my heart beats again. I silently thank the universe for bringing him into my life. Jesus. I feel like such a girl right now, but could care less.
"Merry Christmas to you too, my life. I love you so much, Abel. You're the best present I've ever received."
He kisses my forehead and quickly jumps up off the bed and heads for the bathroom. I guess when business calls, you answer. Kind of ruined the romantic mood we had going, but okay. Walking back into the bedroom, Abel looks like the kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. What the hell is he about to do? Or say? God only knows with him.
"Should I even ask why you look guilty of something? If you're thinking of pissing me off, get ready for round two, stallion."
Abel pats the end of the bed, as he kneels in front of it. I scoot my still naked ass to where he wants me and begin to freak out a little. Is he proposing? Again? I'm so confused. And cold. Did I mention I'm naked?
"The day you said yes to being my wife was the happiest day of my life. Our wedding will be the second happiest day of my life. You really have no fucking clue how much I adore you. I'll love you until I'm dead in the ground and then I'll love you some more. I know we said no engagement rings, but my queen deserves more than a tattoo on her finger. She deserves a proper engagement ring that is a symbol of my undying love and devotion. I fucking love the hell out of you, Brenna."
Abel opens a small black box, and instant tears pool in my eyes. It's the most gorgeous ring I've ever laid my eyes on. A band of small, black heart-shaped diamonds circle the entire ring. It's perfect. It represents so much more than he could ever know.
"I fucking love you too, Abel. God, it's absolutely beautiful! You, my king, are so beautiful. You've made this the best Christmas I could ever dream of having. Our life together is what my dreams are made of. The best is yet to come. Now get in this bed and make love to me."
Merry Christmas, Abel.My love. My life.
Chapter8
Mara
Where is my list? “Ah, gotcha!” I snatch it off the coffee table and run my finger down it one last time.
The toys are already at the hospital waiting on Santa and his helpers to get there so he can pass them out. The goodie bags were packed with care. The kids with restrictions like food allergies, gluten allergies, or the ones who don’t like certain things have been accommodated. Cindy and Dana not only donated some of their goodies from their respective shops, they’d helped me and Brenna prepare each kid's bag this morning.
They are labeled and stuck inside of a stocking full of little goodies that have been personalized as best as we can. The boys have Matchbox cars, transformers, army men, fidget toys, and a few other toys that would fit and be considered a stocking stuffer. The little girls’ stockings have kid appropriate makeup, chapsticks, fidget toys, stuffed animals, LOL Surprise balls, Barbie clothes, My Little Pony toys, and a few other things. We have a lot more girls than boys.
Each kiddo over the age of five will get a coloring book, crayons, pencils, and of course, an age appropriate book to read or to be read for them. The smaller ones will get something just for them.
Have I mentioned how much fun this project has been to put together?
The last week has been non-stop for me. I managed to overwhelm myself more than once, but thankfully Brenna, Abel, and Noah have been able to rescue me and set me back on the right path. It’s times like this that my OCD can be a bit of a train wreck. But honestly, I’ve loved every single second of it. My heart is so full right now, it is about to burst.
Not for the first time this week, I wish my memaw could be here to go with us. She was the one who taught me to do for others. She’d get a kick out of seeing all of these babies get to see Santa and just be a kid for a few hours.
I look at my watch, shaking myself from my thoughts. If I go down that road, the tears will start. I don’t have time to redo my makeup. I holler so the others can hear me, “Hurry up, y’all. The kids are waiting!”
I shouldn’t rush them, but I am in a hurry to go already. We have kids to spoil. And before you ask, the parents or guardians will be there tonight. We have everyone’s permission to come in and give these sweet, strong little warriors a Christmas they won’t forget.
Even Hippie gets to go. I look down at the pup and grin. His harness is on, the back looking like a brown saddle. It has a pair of reins and antlers, both of which will be attached when we get there. He also has a stuffed elf that velcro will hold in place so it’s “riding” in the saddle as he walks. It’s freaking adorable!
I straighten my dress and make sure everything is in place. Noah is in the bedroom putting on his Santa suit, padded coat and all. I am Mrs. Claus, of course. My knee length red dress with ¾ length sleeves fits well. The boots with the fur on top and heels are a little more than I would normally do. I’m not a fan of heels, but my guy is, so these are for him.
I am debating trying to get the Santa hat on with my hair up in a messy bun. I don’t see it happening. I move to the table and tie another ribbon in it. I guess that will have to do for tonight. It is still festive since they have little bells on the ends. I will totally jingle when I move.
I bet you’re wondering about Brenna and the boy wonder… Oh, don’t worry. I got them matching elf suits for tonight. Keeping in mind Brenna’s aversion to dresses, I still bought one that should land about mid-thigh. Keeping her modest, yet cute. I even bought her a pair of black boots like mine, minus the heels. The rest of her costume consists of red and white striped leggings and a cute hat. The green dress has a red hem all the way around, printed buttons that look like candy, and a belt that finishes it off nicely.
Now for Abel, it was a little harder to find the right one. I wouldn’t subject him to skin-tight leggings. Unless you’re about to perform theNutcracker, no one needs to see all of that. Plus. I wanted him to be comfortable. I found a pair of red, puffy-legged pants that end with the red and white striped ‘socks,’ a dark green shirt that looks like a jacket. It has a small bit of fur around the collar and wrists. Then a pair of black elf shoes.
