#4 – Miracle
Song Used: (Christmas) Baby Please Come Home – any version
Couple: Tanya "Tinkerbell" James & Jefferson Palmer
She barely sees the tree in front of her, and not even the snow can delight her again. Tanya stares off into the distance outside the window, past the snowflakes, and it takes the hoarse voice belonging to one of her dearest friends to bring her back to reality. "I'm sorry, Emma, what did you say?" the blonde-haired Tanya asked as she subconsciously moistened her suddenly dry lips.
"I asked if you wanted me to stick around," Emma said as she stood in the doorway leading from the living room to the hallway of the foyer in Tanya's massive loft apartment. It used to be Tanya's and Jefferson's, but the couple had parted ways, and Tanya got the loft apartment while Jefferson moved to the upper east side of Manhattan.
"No, that's alright. I will probably head to bed after you leave," Tanya replied with a soft smile on her lips. She went to hug a pregnant Emma, the other woman returning the hug in a gentle manner before Emma headed home to her husband Neal Cassidy.
Tanya went back to staring out the window, finally noticing the picturesque snowflakes, and the people milling about below the high-rise loft apartment she lived in. Nothing had quite been the same since she endured her broken heart by Jefferson. They'd gotten into a big fight right after Thanksgiving and he'd stormed out, slamming the door; causing a few pictures of them to fall off of the foyer wall.
A soft knock on the door interrupted her thoughts and Tanya went to answer the door, surprise lighting up her face when she saw who stood on the other side. "Can I come in?" her ex-fiance asked. "Or is it a bad time?"
"No, it's a good time. Come on in," she said, stepping back to let him inside; taking his coat from him and hanging it up in the front closet before closing the door behind him, following him into the living room of the loft.
Jefferson turns to her when she walks in, patting the couch beside him that he occupied. Tanya silently obeys, resting one cheek on a curled fist with her arm bent at the elbow. "How have you been?" I know I hurt her through the words I said, but a part of me still loves her.
"I've been…okay," Tanya replied, her tone slipping an octave, as if she were hesitating with her answer. She glanced away before he could see the tears but Jefferson's hand reaches out to turn her chin back toward him.
"Don't hide from me, Tanya. I'm sorry for whatever I said to hurt your feelings," he said, voice hoarse as he goes to wipe her tears away.
"It's not what you said, but how you said it," Tanya said, placing her hands over his to stop his actions of wiping her tears away before moving to get up.
Jefferson's hands were quick and gentle yet firm on her slender waist, pulling her back down into his lap until Tanya's knees were pressing down into the cushions of the couch on either side of the rear part of his hips. "I said I was sorry." And then words were forgotten as he sat up, cradling her cheeks in his hands that had drifted up from her waist, pulling her face down to his until their lips were fused together.
The spark was still there. The one she felt every time his tongue caressed over her bottom lip to silently ask for her permission for entrance, which he was doing now, and Tanya engaged her tongue with his in a tango. A slow, sensual tango that didn't stop as clothes found their way to the floor until flesh was touching flesh.
A single bead of sweat formed on each of their foreheads as Tanya leaned into Jefferson, giving him a soft smile while he smoothed the palm of his hand along the bare flesh of her outer thigh, drifting it toward the blonde curls between her thighs. Her breath hitched as she arched her body backward a bit into a perfect bow, his head ducking to capture a small nip from the skin between the valley of her breasts.
The snow continued to fall outside the window of the loft apartment but they paid it no mind as things grew even more heated between the reconnecting couple. Jefferson had finally come home like Tanya had wished him to.