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'You have got to be kidding me!' Olivia hissed, rolling her eyes and throwing her hand up in the air dramatically. 'I don't care about the stupid snowstorm! We hired you to do a job! We pay you a lot of money to do this job! Unless you want to lose this job, I suggest you make a way!'

Fitz's eyebrows furrowed as he quietly watched Olivia from his doorframe. She had been pacing in circles for the last 15 minutes while yelling at somebody on the phone. He actually felt extremely bad for the person on the other line, he had personally experienced a tongue lashing from her just a couple of days ago, but he was just glad it wasn't him this time.

'Fix it. Fix it. Fix it!' she said through gritted teeth into the speaker of the phone. Olivia had no idea that Fitz was even watching, but she wouldn't have cared either way. She had a job to do, and sometimes it required her being a little cutthroat.

By this point, though, Fitz had heard enough. Even from where he was standing, he could see that her eyes were glossed over, her body language was frigid, and he could almost feel the heat radiating from her flesh. She was angry, no— livid, and he hated seeing her that way. Especially when they could be spending their time doing other things. Other way more productive things.

'I'll make sure that you never work in this town again!' she said, still yelling at whoever else was on the other line.

Fitz came up behind her, moving as quietly as possible. He knew she'd tried to walk away or go back into her room if she saw him coming. Once she was in arms length, he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her back into his chest. Their bodies crashed together hard, but he stood firm and held her tightly. Olivia immediately shimmied herself away from him and turned around. The scowl on her face would have scared off even the toughest of men, but not Fitz.

He wasn't afraid of her. Most of the time.

'Are you crazy?' she whispered, holding her freehand in between her mouth and the reciever.

'Maybe.' he shrugged cutely at her. Fitz moved towards her again, holding his arms out for her.

Olivia pointed up to the cameras in the corners of the hall. 'Please, go back to your room.'

'No.' he shook his head. 'Not without you.'

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, but decided to just ignore him. Olivia had a feeling that he wouldn't just go away, but it wouldn't hurt to try either. She turned her back to him and continued to talk on the phone.

Fitz smirked and grabbed her arm that had the phone in it. He pulled her closer to him once more, and this time he wouldn't let her go. He grabbed her cellphone and held it out of her reach.

'What do you think you're doing!?' she nearly snarled, almost jumping up and down to grab it.

He nearly laughed at her attempts. It was actually adorable to see how short she was. Fitz held the phone to his ear, ignoring the man who was now apologizing over and over again. 'She'll have to call you back. You have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. We'll see you on the 3rd.'

Olivia's jaw dropped as she watched Fitz hang up her phone and then put it into his pocket. In that moment, she didn't know if she wanted to kill him or jump straight into his arms. She kind of found his more dominant side sexy, she liked it when he took charge, but she was also furious at him for ending her phone call. After a few moments of silence, she decided that being angry was the right answer.

'Who do you think you are!?' she nearly screamed. There was nobody else on their floor, they were all downstairs at the Christmas party that they were supposed to be at, so she didn't care if she got a little loud. 'That was a very important phone call!'

Fitz took hold of both of her hands and held them still. Whenever she was upset or passionate about a subject she was always very animated, and he was trying to calm her down. He ignored the angry look on her face and just smiled down at her. Even when she wanted to rip his throat out, she was easily the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. He honestly didn't understand how he had gone that long without her.

'Olivia, you're screaming your head off at some innocent guy on Christmas Eve.' he said softly. 'He can't help that there's a snowstorm outside. He can't control the weather.'

'I told them it was a storm coming!' she said, trying desperately to convey her frustrations to him. 'If we had left on time, according to the schedule that I made, we would have never run into the storm! Now we're stuck here! You're supposed to be in Kansas by 12 tomorrow and—'

'And, we're not going to make it.' he interrupted her ranting, still keeping the smooth smile on his face. 'It's nothing we can do about it now.'

'He can get his ass back here with the bus and take us to Kansas as planned!' she responded as if it were so simple. 'We—'

'We can't go in these conditions, Livvie.' he said, interrupting her again. 'The roads are way too dangerous. I'm sure the driver won't even be able to see 5 feet in front of him.'

'If we had just left on time—'

'But, we didnt.' Fitz pulled her closer to him. 'And, now we're stuck here.'

She sighed, exasperated. 'I don't understand why we just couldn't leave on time. If we had left right behind Mellie's bus then this wouldn't be happening. I feel like nobody is even paying attention to me or what I say!'

Fitz simply nodded his head and listened. He had known Olivia for a few months now, it had been a long and grueling campaign trail, but he was pretty in tune with her needs— in and out of the bedroom. Right now, he could tell that she just needed somebody to listen to her. She felt like she hadn't been heard, and now she was angry.

And, in all honesty, it was his fault that they weren't able to leave. He had Mellie had gotten into an argument earlier that day over something pretty simply and mundane, but it blew a bit out of proportion. He didn't want to be in Kansas or anywhere near his wife, so he asked the driver to give him a few more hours before they left. He had no idea about the storm that was coming, or that they would get stuck. He really just wanted a few more hours of peace.

'Everybody hears you, Liv.' he assured. 'And, you were right. We should have left hours ago.'

'Thank you!' she yelled. Olivia tried throwing her hands up in the air, but he still had a pretty good grip on her wrists.

'But, we didn't. This doesn't give you an excuse to yell at people on the day before Christmas. He's just doing his job.'

Olivia groaned. She had been working so hard that she had barely even realized how close the holidays were. Sometimes she hated how far she threw herself into her job, but she knew it was necessary.

'This appearance in Kansas was very important.' she said pointedly. 'You're behind in the polls there. We needed this stop and—'

Fitz shook his head. 'Olivia, let me worry about Kansas. I'm sure the people will understand how bad the weather is. Mellie is there, and she will handle the appearance.'

'But, it's important that the people see you—'

'Stand down, Olivia.'

'Fitz—'

'I said, stand down.' he repeated, this time his tone a bit more demanding.

Olivia knew not to question him any further. Usually, she was the one ran things and called the shots, but he always knew just what to say to slow her down. She huffed and looked away from him

'This is ridiculous.' she murmured.

'Olivia.' he said, this time more of a warning.

'Alright, alright.' she conceded.

'Great.' he smiled and let go of her wrists. 'There are other things we can work on since we're here. You know that we need to work on raising our millennial base, and Jerry said I should learn how to do the "dab".'

Her lips curled up into a small smile when she heard that. 'Oh, really? What else did he tell you?'

'Nothing much, really.' his eyebrows furrowed. 'But, I was looking at the steps on YouTube, and it looks fairly simple.'

'It is.' she nodded. 'Have you practice it at all?'

'A little.' he grinned. 'It almost looks like you're sneezing into your elbow. Like, you have to tuck your whole face in there and raise your other arm out the side.'

Fitz attempted to do the move, and Olivia nearly burst into laughter. It wasn't that he was doing it wrong, he just absolutely looked absolutely ridiculous doing it. He knew it was probably comical to watch, but the point was to make her laugh and he clearly succeed at that. She grabbed his arms and pulled them back down.

'We'll find another way to appeal to younger voters. I don't think this one is it.' she tittered.

'I think I did a pretty good job.' he said defensively. 'Why don't you come back to my room and show me how it's really done then?'

Olivia smirked and shook her head before waving a finger in his face. 'Oh, no. You won't get me like that, Fitz.'

'I don't know what you're talking about.' he said innocently. 'I'm just trying to get some help learning some dance moves.'

'I don't trust you. It seems like every time we're in a room alone, my panties end up disappearing.' she folded her arms across her chest. 'And, I'd prefer to keep them tonight.'

'I don't see how that's a bad thing.' he shrugged cutely. 'My collection is coming along very nicely. I have that black g-string you wore in Alaska a little while ago, the pink thong I ripped off in Vegas, the yellow pair that had gotten extra wet in Mississippi, and the red ones from—'

'Oklahoma.' she said, finishing his sentence. A shiver run up her spine at the memory.

'Mmmm.' he hummed. 'That's right, But, do you want to know what my favorite pair is?'

Olivia eyed him cautiously. She knew better than to ask or to even continue this conversation. Fitz had managed to turn her on without even touching her yet. This entire situation was going to be nothing but trouble, but she went for it anyway.

'Which one?' she asked breathily.

Fitz grinned and took a step closer to her. His finger rubbed small circles on the surface of her flat tummy and he reveled in the way her body quaked from his touch. Olivia was so sensitive, and he loved it.

'That pretty little white lace with the missing crotch.' he said, his nimble fingers traveling lower until they reached them hem of her 'Grant For The People' shirt. 'Do you remember? You wore them the first time we were together. They looked so perfect on you.'

Olivia took hold of his hand as she tried to keep hold of her last strand of sanity. 'Shouldn't you be downstairs at the party?'

'I should.' he said nonchalantly. 'But, I was waiting on you. You were just way too busy yelling at the bus driver.'

'Well, then let's get downstairs. I'm sure they're waiting on us.' she tried to reason.

Fitz ignored her completely and intertwined their fingers. He used his freehand to press against her hip and fidget with the waistband of her tight little jeans. He took a step closer to her and looked down.

'I wonder what you have on right now.' he mused as he tugged at the fabric. 'What will I get to unwrap tonight?'

Olivia swallowed hard. 'Fitz, the cameras.'

'I already took care of that.' he said dismissively as he took a peak into her pants. Fitz's eyebrows raised and he smiled. 'I see green. This is new.'

'Baby.' she pleaded desperately although she wasn't really sure for what. Olivia knew they needed to head downstairs, but his hand was close enough to touch her where she needed him.

'Why don't you come back to my room and show me that move, alright?' he said as she took a handful of her ass into both of his palms. Fitz pressed his now growing erection into her tummy. 'Give me 20 minutes to learn the steps, then we'll go down to the party.'

Her eyebrows furrowed. Fitz usually lasted all night, so 20 minutes seemed like nothing. 'Is that all the time you need?'

'Oh, no.' he chuckled and shook his head. 'I'm going to need some very thorough lessons from you tonight. We'll make an appearance downstairs, then you can teach me something else.'

'Alright.' she nodded her head. 'But, these steps may be a little difficult. I need you to try really hard.'

'Oh, you're about to get something really hard.' he grinned and picked her up into his arms, throwing away all of the dance references.

Olivia chuckled and wrapped her legs around his waist. He had left his door unlocked so it was pretty easy to get in. They hadn't been in town long, just the previous night, so all of Fitz's stuff was still in his suitcase. His bed was unmade, but their of them even noticed that as they slipped their tongues into each other's mouths.

Fitz threw her on top of the bed and immediately started to take his shirt off. 'Get undressed. I don't have much time.'

She giggled at his silliness but obeyed. Olivia quickly shed herself of all of her clothes except for her panties. That was for him to do. It was always his favorite part. She laid back on the edge of the bed with her legs hanging off of the side as his greedy eyes raked over her body. His large erection sprang free once he removed his boxers and her whole body shivered at the sight. It sometimes amazing her how big he was, and she had seen it multiple times.

'Fuck, Liv.' he said huskily. 'Are you sure I can only have 20 minutes?'

'Yes.' she nodded. 'But you can come back later and get as much as you want.'

He groaned lowly. Fitz didn't know what he wanted to do first, and it just seemed like there wasn't enough time. He quickly reached down and ripped through the pair of green panties she had on her body. Olivia gasped as the fabric tore against her flesh and he threw it to the side.

'Fitz!' she hissed.

'Shut up.' he said, his jaw clenched tightly.

Fitz dropped down to his knees in front of her, right in between her legs. He used his pointer finger to part her hot lips and grinned when it immediately became sticky. His Livvie always got so wet for him, and it felt good knowing it was all for him. He realized it was selfish to be so possessive since he was still a married man, but he loved Olivia. He'd strangle anybody who came this closer to her.

His bottom lip poked out because he realized he wouldn't get a chance to bury his face in her pussy. His erection was throbbing and he knew it wasn't going to go away until he was ball deep inside of her. He honestly couldn't wait until the party was over. He had plans on laying her down and eating her all night as soon as they stepped foot back into the bedroom.

Fitz placed one long lick up her vagina, groaning as her taste went down his throat. He'd live solely off of her essence if he could. He stood back up straight and opened her hips up a bit wider. He placed one of his knees on top of the bed and lined the tip of his cock up with her centre. Olivia smiled up at him as he held one of her hands and intertwined their fingers. They had all night to enjoy each other and go slow, but for right now she wanted something more.

She reached down and took hold of his shaft with her freehand. Olivia rubbed his bulbous tip up and down her pussy, moaning as it pressed into her lit. He licked his lips as he watched her pleasure herself using his dick. He honestly thought it was one of the sexiest things in the world. Fitz's toes curled against the carpeted floor as he tried his best not to cum to earlier. She was coating him in all of her natural juices and making both of them extremely sticky.

'I'm not going to last much longer if you keep doing that.' he grunted as he felt his balls tighten. 'I need to be inside you. I need you, Livvie.' he pleaded lowly.

'Ohhh.. Fitz.' she cried out, now rocking her hips as he came closer to her orgasm. 'So close.'

Fitz knocked her hand away and released a breath he didn't even know he was holding in. He grabbed the base of his penis and thrusted it into her entrance, causing Olivia's entire body to buck. He held on tightly to her waist to keep her down as he slid all the way inside her. They both inhaled sharply as he pulled all the way out and then snapped his hips back into place.

'More, more.' she pleaded.

'You want more?' he asked through gritted teeth. 'You want more of this dick?'

'Yes!' she cried out.

It was a slow incline at first, but soon Fitz had them at a fast pace. She was thrashing underneath him, but he kept her stagnant as he pounded into her softness. Her walls were sucking him in and trying to keep him in place everything time he went in and that was almost enough to push him over the edge.

Olivia's eyes snapped shut as she started to scream with a voice that she didn't recognize as her own. Fitz showed her no mercy, but she didn't want him to. She liked it when neither of them held back while they had sex. It felt good knowing that she was the only person that he was giving it to like this. It seemed selfish because she knew that he was a married man, but she didn't care. Fitzgerald Grant was hers, and that included every piece of him.

Fitz reached down and rubbed her clit, giving it the attention it needed. He could tell she was close just by looking at the expression on her face. The grip he had on her body tightened and he gritted his teeth taught as he worked to get her to her orgasm.

'This. Is. My. Pussy.' he said, punctuated each of his words with a strong thrust. 'Say. It.'

'Your pussy.' she screamed, her voice cracking as her stomach and thighs began to tremble.

'Say it again.' he demanded.

Olivia whimpered as she tried to get her words out. Fitz knew how much she loved for him to talk dirty while they were in the moment, and this almost took her over the edge. 'Your pussy.'

'Don't let anybody else near my shit.' he said gruffly. 'This. Is. Mine.'

She nodded as a tear rolled down her cheek. The pressure was started to build as she felt like she might nearly explode. 'Just for you.'

'Say my name.' Fitz commanded. 'Let everybody know who's doing this to you.'

'Fitz.. F—Fitz.' she sobbed.

After a few more thrusts, Olivia orgasmed hard enough for her entire body to spasm. Fitz didn't slow down at all as he went after his own release. He looked down at watched as his cocked went in and out of her wet pussy. She was now dripping onto the comforter below them and it was getting all over her inner thigh.

When Fitz came he grunted out of her name as his warm seed spilled all inside of her. He continued to push himself in and out of her until his dick was completely soft and then he pulled out. He sighed from exhaustion before collapsing on top of her. He smirked when she started to giggle and rumble underneath him.

'What are you laughing at?' he asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

'You're so heavy.' she laughed and tried to push him off. 'I can't breathe!'

Fitz grinned and playfully bit down on her shoulder. They still had a couple of minutes left, so he didn't plan on getting up until then.

Olivia and Fitz both got cleaned up and changed outfits before coming downstairs. He had already ruined her panties so she had to fish out another pair for the evening. It wasn't until they made it down to the lobby that they saw how badly the snow was coming down. They could barely see outside and it seemed like they may get snowed in.

Fitz nudged her as the passed by the large window. 'Still wanted to go out in all that snow?'

'No.' she shook her head. 'But, if we had just left earlier—'

'Oh my God.' he groaned. 'I thought I had fucked all your frustrations out.'

She smacked his shoulder. 'Stop talking so loud. Even if we were supposed to be together, that was a very crass thing to say in the lobby of a hotel.'

'Maybe when we get back I'll flip you over and work on that attitude as well.' he mumbled low enough for only her to here. 'I think you need a little readjustment.'

Olivia swallowed hard but then looked away from him. Fitz had a very dirty mouth and he loved to say things that would throw her off. She knew she'd have to keep her composure if they planned on making it through the party in the same room. She sped up a bit so that she could walk in front of him. It would have been fairly easy for him to catch up, but he decided not to. She'd be back in his arms soon enough, and besides, he liked the view from behind.

By the time they arrived to the ballroom, the party was in full swing and it seemed like everybody there was drunk. Only 1/3 of the staff was present, everybody else was in Kansas because they left on time, but they still had a pretty big crowd. There was loud music playing, people were playing games and dancing, and they had torn apart the buffet table that Olivia had ordered for them.

Olivia wanted to insist that they walk into the party at different times, but she decided against it. They could always say that they were working on some campaign related stuff, which wasn't technically a lie. She had been forced to watch Fitz try and dab, so that was worth way more than any workday.

'Hey, hey!' Cyrus cheered as they opened up the door. He was clearly very drunk. 'Here comes the man of the hour! Fitzgerald Grant!'

Everybody stopped what they were doing to grin and cheer for Fitz as he swaggered into the room. This had been a fairly successful campaign stop, so they were all extremely proud of him. He waved at everyone in the room while Olivia took a step away from him so that he could bask in all of his admiration. She want typically the type to be in the spotlight, she much preferred more behind the scenes type of work, so she didn't want to be anywhere near him.

'Hey, you're standing under the mistletoe!' one of the staffers hollered, gesturing above their head to the conveniently placed plant above their heads. They had put it up there for fun, but neither Olivia or Fitz noticed it when they walked in.

She laughed a little awkwardly and shook her head. 'Very funny you guys.'

'You can't leave that spot until you kiss!' another staff person hollered.

Fitz chuckled and shook his head. Common sense told him to just kiss Olivia's cheek, but when he looked down at her he could tell something was wrong. She looked sad. He saw it as a big joke, but obviously she was having some issues.

Olivia didn't mention it much, but she was extremely jealous of Mellie. During all of their campaign stops, Fitz doted on her as if she was the best thing since sliced bread. He pulled out her seats, he constantly paid her compliments, he held his arm around her waist, and he definitely kissed her in public.

She didn't get any of that, but when it was all said and done, they would sneak into a hotel room and she would open her legs for him. They would make love for hours and having amazing sex, and then he wold return to his wife. This mistletoe incident was just a painful reminder that they can be whatever they wanted behind closed doors, but as soon as people were around, she was just another stranger.

Instead of dwelling on all of that, though, she smiled and everybody and then stood on the tips of her toes to give Fitz and very platonic kiss on the cheek. Everybody roared with laughter at the sight and Olivia immediately walked further into the party to get away from him. It wasn't that he had done anything wrong. She just really needed some space.

Fitz smiled as if nothing had happened and went a separate way to speak to other people. They could talk about the situation later on and he'd spend all night showing her who he belonged to. It was only Olivia who had his heart, and he knew he needed to prove it. He was mentally counting down the days until election season was officially over with and he could have his woman at his side.

Their original plan was to only stay for an hour, but that went completely out the window. Every time Fitz would attempt to make eye contact with her, she would look away or pretend to be talking to somebody else or on her phone. He knew her little games, though. She wouldn't be able to hide forever.

Fitz waited and waited and waited to catch her by herself. She was an expert at moving through crowds and always being surrounded by people. She had been sitting at the bar with some of the interns when they suddenly got up to dance. He knew that this was his chance and he didn't want to waste it. He downed the rest of the champagne in his glass and made rushed strides over to where she was sitting.

Olivia was just about to get up and leave that spot when she heard the sound of his shoes hitting the wood floors. Her jaw clenched tightly and she swirled the drink she had been babysitting all night. She rested her chin in her hand looked away from him, hoping not to bring much attention to their situation.

Fitz smiled smoothly and waved at the bartender who was busying himself cleaning a glass. He leaned down closer to Olivia and spoke lowly into her ear. 'Let's go, Olivia.'

'I don't want to go anywhere, Fitz.' she whispered back.

'I'm not giving you an option.' he said pointedly. 'Either I see you at the elevator in 2 minutes, or I'm dragging you out of her myself. I'd hate to cause a scene.'

Olivia's jaw dropped at his threat. A part of her wanted to believe that he was just blowing smoke, but Fitz was a bold man when he wanted to be. She didn't get a chance to question him any further, though, because walked away from the bar and out of the party. She sighed and placed her hand on her stomach to help settle some of her butterflies.

Not wanting to risk anything, Olivia followed him soon after. Just was Fitz said, he was standing at the elevator and waiting for her. He had his hands tucked behind him back, but he used one to press the button to request the cart to come down. They stood next to one another quietly as they waited for it to come down.

Ding.

They both stepped into the elevator and Olivia put at least 3 feet of space in between them. It wasn't until then, now that they were completely alone, that she let some of her emotions show. She let out an involuntary whimper and she had to wipe a tear from her cheek. It seemed like she was coming to the realization that no matter how much she loved the man next to her, she'd never be able to have him.

Fitz saw how hurt she looked, but he knew it was nothing he could do about it then. He had made a special request about the cameras on their floor, but the ones on the elevator were still on. They couldn't risk getting caught like that.

Once they made it up to their floor, Olivia walked ahead of him. She tried to pass his room and go straight to hers, but he took hold of her arm and pulled her back. He unlocked his bedroom door and brought her inside with him.

'Talk to me Olivia.' he said softly, bringing her into his arms.

Olivia looked away from him. 'I can't have you.' she said, her voice cracking.

'Yes, you can.' he nodded. 'Olivia, I belong to you. I'm yours.'

'No, you're not.' she shook her head. 'You're married. You have children with her. You're the definition of unavailable.'

'Liv, I will leave her.' he said, moving closer to her in the hopes that she'd turn around. 'You're the only person for me. We'll wait until after the campaign is over, and then that's it. I want you by my side.'

'This isn't going to work, Fitz.' she said, finally letting all of her tears go. 'This isn't going to end well for us!'

Fitz moved his hands from her waist and to her cheeks. He turned her face towards him so that he could look in her eyes. He used his thumbs to wipe some of the wetness from her face. 'I'll drop out of the race, Olivia. Just say the word.'

'I don't want you to do that.' she said softly.

'Then just give me some more time.' he begged. 'Give us some more time. I'll fix all of this. I'll make all of this right. I don't think you think I'll choose you.'

'Fitz—'

'I. Choose. You. Olivia.' he said, staring directly down at her. 'Give me six months. That's all I need. Once the election is over, it'll just be the two of us.'

'Do you promise?' she asked, like a small school girl.

'I promise.' he nodded.

Fitz reached over on the dresser and grabbed a few of the tissues that were sitting in the box. He wiped her eyes and cleaned her face before throwing them away. They walked over to the bed and sat down together on the edge, neither of them really knowing that to sat at this point.

Fitz reached into his back pocket and pulled something out. When he opened up his clenched hand, Olivia saw that it was the mistletoe from downstairs. She wasn't really in the mood to laugh, but seeing it made her chuckle at bit. It was already pretty small, but he had crushed it by sitting on it.

'Why do you have this?' she asked, reached out to touch it and attempt to fluff the leaves back out a bit.

'I took it from downstairs.' he smiled back at her. 'I want a redo of my kiss. I deserved way more than what I got.'

'You've nearly killed it now, Fitz.' she shook her head.

'Nearly being the keyword here.' he emphasized. Fitz held the plant above their head and puckered his lips. 'Kiss me. It's the rule.'

Olivia nearly snorted, but she leaned in to press her lips against his. He immediately threw the mistletoe to the side and grabbed her, pulling her into his lap. She burst into a fit of giggles as he rolled her around on the bed until he was on top.

Once she finally opened her eyes back up, Fitz was staring directly down at her. She wasn't sure what took over her body, but her words seemed to run straight out of her mouth. 'I love you.'

Fitz smiled. 'I love you,'

She sighed heavily, relieved that he said it back. Olivia tilted her neck upward so that their lips would meet once more. Fitz slid his tongue in her mouth and began to work on getting her clothes off. He slid his hand up her shirt, his fingers dancing on the soft flesh of her stomach. His palm lingered there as he appreciated every part of her body.

Neither of them knew that he was currently tapping his digits right on the life that they had created just earlier that night. No matter what happened in the next 6 months, if definitely wouldn't be just the two of them for long. For now, their plan was to spend the rest of the night and all of Christmas in that bed and simply loving another.

A/N: I don't have much to say about this one lol. I have a few other Christmas things I want to post, but I've been very busy this week preparing for the holidays. If I don't get a chance to post them by Monday, just know that they're on their way. I wrote this very fast and I didn't really edit it, but I hope you enjoy! I know I had a good time writing it! There will be more chapters to this story (unrelated to this chapter, though). This definitely shorter than what I usually do, but I really wanted to get some content out, and the writing bug bit me hard!

Please review and tell me what you thought, or feel free to message me on Twitter _norial_ ! Until next time!

Merry Chrimuh