Oh my god, I couldn't wait for Christmas this year, and my reasons weren't just because of how I always got excited about Christmas every year. No, this year was going to be completely and brilliantly different.
Sure, every year I would act like an over-excited Child who got just as excited as a five year old being told that they were going to go to Walt Disney, but I had my reasons. I was an excitable person when it came to Christmas.
And every year I would be sadly disappointed on Boxing Day, because Christmas would just fly by as quickly as possible. It kinda made me sad because it was all that planning for Christmas wasted as quickly as possible.
But no, this year was going to be absolutely fucking brilliant. My Parents and family were coming over on Boxing Day, and we were having a meal with our families separately for once, and the good thing was that they were going to meet Rob officially as my Boyfriend.
And on Christmas Day, all us twilight buds were going to be having dinner together, to make up for Boxing Day, and that was another thing to be excited about. Because I loved it when we all got together, and spent time together properly.
And the couple of weeks before Christmas were spent getting presents, and going to college for me, like normal, for my photography course. Rob went back to work, having to spend a lot of time still doing interviews for new moon.
However, shortly before Christmas was the worst time. It was a few weeks before Christmas, and Rob had to go away and do the new moon tour for a few weeks with Kellan and Jackson. This meant that they would get back a day before Christmas.
I knew that we would all miss them so much, and when the time came to him going, I had to admit that I so badly didn't want him to go away, and leave me. But it was his job, and he had to go, and I had to understand that this was a part of his job, and he had to go.
But to tell the truth, I only put on a brave face because I knew that Rob felt guilty about going. At one point, he even agreed that he was going to be staying here. He had woken up to find me a little upset about him leaving, and he just announced that he was staying here.
''Right that's it, I'm staying here!'' He announced as we smoked a cigarette in our usual place outside. I looked up at him in shock, as he paced the flooring, and ran his hand through his hair, frustrated. I didn't understand why he would say that for!
''What are you saying?'' I asked him in shock.
He sighed, and forced himself to stop pacing, and look round at me. He looked absolutely fed-up of his demanding schedule and although I could understand, I knew that he absolutely loved his job, and would never want it to change.
''I'm not leaving here without you Charlie, and I'm not going if you're unhappy about it.'' He told me, answering my question. His frown was bothering me, because it was ruining his perfect facial features, and making him look so unhappy.
''Rob, this is your job, and I know that you love it really. We can't together all the time, even though I'll miss you so badly. I don't want to go there either, so it would be better if you just left alone.'' I spelled it out for him.
I sighed, and got myself from the smoking bench, and walked over to him; kissing the edge of his frown. He sighed then, and gently pulled me into the secure, warm arms that belonged to him; the ones that I adored.
''I can't be without you.'' He spelled it out to me, but I knew that he would be okay. He had Kellan and Jackson, and I knew that they would take his mind off of it, if he got lonely or down at all. I had the Girls, and I would have all of Christmas to spend with him.
''I know, but it's not very long; and I'll miss you too remember.''
''Then come with me…please!'' He begged, as he pushed me away gently to get a better look of my face.
''I can't…go public yet, not with the paparazzi, I'm sorry.'' I explained to him, and he nodded his head in recognition.
''I understand…and I'll be back as soon as I can get free; I love you.'' He promised me, making me smile.
''I love you too.'' I replied, returning his sheepish smile, before his lips came down onto mine gently, and kissed me softly.
Them few weeks were more unbearable than I could ever imagine, even when we spent long hours on the phone to each other each day, telling each other how much we missed the other, and that we couldn't wait until we saw each other properly again.
And I'll never forget the day when Rob did come back to me; Christmas Eve. We were all in the living room, drinking a little bit of WKD and Tasha's lambrini wine, and talking about when Rob and the gang were due to be back.
''I wonder when Rob's going to be back.'' I sighed helplessly as I asked the Girls. I knew that I had asked before, but I couldn't help it, because I so badly missed him. I couldn't wait to see him again, to hold him again, and to be able to make love with him again…
Tasha laughed in response to my fed-up question, because I must have asked it about few million times tonight. ''Charlie you've asked that three hundred times tonight.'' She reminded me, making me sigh heavily.
I blushed then, and looked away embarrassed. I didn't mean to be such a bore, but I so badly missed him. ''I'm sorry, it's just that…well I miss him.'' I admitted, making Tasha laugh a little bit more. She rolled her eyes in response.
''Yeah, we did notice.'' She admitted, making me feel a bit guilty about how much I talked about Rob all the time. ''He should be home soon, thank god. I can't wait to see Kellan again.'' She admitted, even though she hadn't much talked about Kellan today.
I looked to Rachael then, who-like the remainder of today-looked worried and panicked about something or other. I watched her confused as she held her face on top of her knees, frowning at the floor.
''Are you alright Rach?'' Tasha asked her confused, before I got the chance to. She looked up, and her eyes found Tasha and Kirsty, who like me were both looking at her worried. I knew she missed Jackson, but we missed Kellan and Rob too.
And it didn't seem as though it was just about missing Jackson, I mean she would be seeing him again soon. It seemed like she had been worrying about something or other, and that made me worried for her too.
''Yeah, I'm fine.'' She replied, before sighing, and quickly looking away again, and back down to her knees. I exchanged a worried look with Kirsty and Tasha, who both agreed silently with me with their eyes and raised eyebrows that something wasn't right.
''Well you're obviously not; so what's up?'' I asked her anxiously. She frowned at her legs again, before shaking her head.
''I'm fine,'' she insisted in a quiet voice. But obviously she wasn't, because she looked proper badly pissed off. Tasha sighed in response, but left it for now. But I wasn't going to, because I hated it when Rachael was in the mood.
''Obviously it's something Rach, so you may as-well just tell me.'' I told her, but she just sighed again, and looked up from her knees, back to me.
''I'm fine,'' she insisted, smiling at me. I smiled back, and left it, even though I could see that she wasn't fine.
My brain instantly went back to Rob though then, and found myself longing for him once more. I sighed, and admitted what they already knew anyway, because there was nothing left to say. I needed him so badly right now, to see him again.
''I miss Rob,'' I admitted, sighing.
Tasha laughed again in response, shaking her head humorously at me. ''Well he should be here soon.'' She told me, as she took a sip of her bottle of lambrini wine.
I sighed again, and looked away, and out of the window, as I waited impatiently for Rob to get here, and back home to me. ''I know…but still…I do miss Rob a lot.'' I admitted sighing.
I expected to hear Tasha laughing or something, but I got no noises from anyone. I thought that it was a little weird, and I worried that I had pissed them all off now by keep going on, but I didn't look back round at them.
I kept my gaze on the window, half-awake and half-day dreaming about when Rob would be coming back home to me. I couldn't wait to see him again, and I so badly wished that he was here with me right now.
I needed to see him again, to be able to take in his charming accent, and his dazzling beauty. I loved him so much, and just to be near to him again was more than enough for me. I just needed to be close to him again.
''It's lucky that I'm here then, isn't it?'' I gasped as I heard Rob's accent burst through the room. I looked round in shock, to see the Man standing there himself. I gasped again, feeling the delighted grin spread across my face.
I ran across the room automatically, and ran into his arms. He laughed, and picked me up properly, allowing my hands to find his face, and my lips find his urgently. He groaned in response, and practically fell back into the door.
My hands tightened into the back of his hair, and my moved urgently across his own, letting my tongue dart out slightly to taste his glorious lips. He tasted of everything wonderful; cigarettes and mint blended together sweetly.
I never got over how sweet he tasted, and how it felt to have his soft lips underneath my delving tongue. And by the looks of it, he was just as pleased to see me. His hands released themselves from my leg, and trailed to my back, and pressed me more firmly against him.
And truthfully, I had forgotten all about where we were. I had forgotten all about the Girls in the living room, still watching this urgent kiss going on and on for what I knew seemed forever, because I could only concentrate on Rob.
''Oh please…they're acting like lovesick teenagers!'' I heard Rachel snicker, before I heard her say Jackson's name pleased. I ignored her though, because she was just the same with Jackson, and I could imagine that she was kissing him right now too.
I barely heard Tasha say Kellan's name as he walked into the living room, because I was still too busy kissing Rob. I pulled at the top of Rob's tight, black vest top, because I so badly needed him right now; a lot more than I thought too.
The pain was evident between my legs, with my panties already ruined. And I pushed my body further against his waist, explicating a happy groan from him, and my hands trailed down to his jeans, where I could feel his own arousal.
''Don't they need…oxygen or something?'' I heard Tasha say, and she sounded in shock at how long we had actually been kissing for. And she was right, because if we kissed for any longer, I may just have passed out from the lack of oxygen.
He pulled his face gently away from mine then, and watched me with smoldering, grey eyes, and very plump lips from my kissing him. I ran my fingers gently across his lips, enjoying the way that he shivered in response.
''Need you,'' he gasped, before running out of the room, with me in his arms, and making me laugh. I heard Rachael huff, and mutter 'disgusting' under her breathe. I didn't care though, as he carried me gently in his arms, and he ran up the stairs.
He gently laid me down onto the bed, and watched me with half-closed eye lids. I smiled, and watched him as he climbed onto the bed, and let his body hover over mine gently, so that we were barely even touching.
''I'm going to take this slow,'' he explained in that delightful, rough voice of his. He kissed the edge of my throat gently, making me shiver a little in delight. ''I'm going to absolutely worship you.'' He added perfectly.
He trailed a perfect row of kissed down from my eyes, to my nose, lips, cheeks; chin, throat, and going further down my chest. ''I've been thinking about this for the whole of the three weeks.'' He spelled it out for me against my skin.
I shivered again in delight, and let my hands tighten in the back of his glorious hair. It was good to know that I hadn't been the only one thinking about this over and over again in my head, and that he had to.
''Uh-huh; me too,'' I admitted, because there was just no use denying it at all. I adored him, and for him to actually want me in the way he did both amaze me and thrilled me at the same time. He was so perfect.
''Uhnn,'' he replied against my skin, letting his hands work up my blue, strapped dress, and letting his lips worship the skin of my legs, and trailing further up, and making me moan for more. He was so good, too good.
He got a condom out ready after a long hour of worshipping my body with his perfectly soft lips, but I pulled it away from him. He eyed me confused as I did, but I just shook my head, sighing for air breathlessly.
I didn't want him to use a condom. I wanted him to make love to me properly, without any barriers between our bodies, and I would just have to take the pill tomorrow morning.
''I want to feel you…in me properly. I want you to make love to me with no barriers in the way.'' I explained to him, and I clearly heard him gulp in response, which made me smile. It was good to see that I affected him like that.
We made love for the next three hours, making it last for as long as possible. He kissed each bit of skin as he stroked into me long and deep, and perfectly passionate. He left me gasping for more, as his lips released my skin at different points of him making love to me.
It felt way too good without any barriers in the way, or any condom stopping us from properly making love, and the pleasure that flooded me while we did was too unbearable to truly take in for me. It was just too good to be true.
And I knew that he felt the same, amazing passion as me, because I could see it in his eyes, especially as he finally lost it, above me, minutes after my own release was over. I couldn't get over how amazing it was either.
The intense impact of the orgasm itself hit me like a ton of bricks. Maybe it was because we hadn't been together like this for the few weeks, but my god, it was worth waiting for. He was perfect and so talented in every single way.
He knew so badly how to tease me, and make me beg for more silently with my body, and he left me very satisfied as he allowed me to hit that much needed point. He was more than I could ever ask for, and I loved him so much.
I knew now that I wanted him forever, and I meant forever. I wanted us to be together always, and I truly meant that. I needed him forever, and if he ever moved on from me, I wasn't sure that I could truly carry on.
It was just luck that he felt the same way, and I truly meant that I saw it as nothing but luck. How else could you explain the reason for him wanting me? I couldn't.
He wrapped me gently into his warm arms after we had finished, and just held me silently to his body as our breathing calmed, and I couldn't explain the sheer happiness and love that I felt as I lay in his strong arms.
We went downstairs after, but Rachael still didn't look too happy, even with Jackson with her. I worried about her being unhappy, and why she was sad as I didn't like it when she went all quiet, and I decided that alcohol would definitely be the thing to get her talking to me.
''I think that we should all go out tonight and get drunk.'' I insisted, as I wrapped my arms around Rob's neck gently, and climbed onto his lap. His own arms pulled my body to his from around my waist as I watched Rachael, while I drank some of my WKD.
''No, I don't feel like going.'' Rachael replied, shaking her head. This shocked me and I almost spat back out my WKD in shock. Rachael was actually turning down drink, which was a first by all means. It was too strange.
''I never thought that I'd see the day that Rachael Rogers turn down drink.'' I laughed along with Rob as I spoke.
''Well I feel tired, so I'm just going to go to bed.'' She replied grumpily, and she got up from the sofa, and to the living room door; leaving me in shock. Jackson watched her leave the room anxiously, and he got up too.
''Well I'm staying here then.'' He decided too.
Rachael sighed in response, and looked back round from the hallway. ''Jackson please, I want you to gout and have a good time.'' She told him. ''Please, I want you to; I'll only be asleep.'' She repeated it again.
He nodded, though he didn't look too happy, bless him. She kissed him quickly once, and went upstairs to get some more sleep. I hoped that she was in a better mood come tomorrow morning, because she looked so tired.
Rob got changed into a tight, grey, V-neck vest, a black suit, and smart black trousers and shoes to match. His hair was as it always was, and was styled in his trademark messy, morning-hair look, and as soon as we were in the club, he had me downing shots.
I was drunk within an hour, and he was still buying shots for me and him. I laughed as he downed yet another shot. He just grinned at me in response, making me blush a little bit; especially when his eyes roamed a little.
''Here, drink this.'' He ordered, as he ordered another shot for himself. He pushed the small shot aside to me, and I looked at it, to see the pink liquid in there. I grimaced in response, because it looked proper strong.
''You're not trying to get me drunk are you Mr. Pattinson?'' I asked him playfully, and I couldn't help but grin in response as he looked round at me in shock. He just smiled in surprise then, and ran a hand through his hair.
''Of course not, why would I do such a thing?'' He asked me just as playfully, as he tried his hardest to keep a straight face, bless him. I however didn't do so well in keeping a straight face, and started laughing.
''Uh, let me think…because you're a very cheeky Guy who wants me all to himself tonight?'' I asked sarcastically.
He instantly grinned mischievously at me, and stepped closer a little to me. I watched him curiously as his eyes instantly shifted into a beautiful, smoldering look that had my heart racing, and my core wet in seconds; oh, because he really was that good.
''I may not agree with the cheeky part, but I'd say that yes…the fact that I want you all to myself tonight definitely has something to do with me giving you some more alcohol.'' He explained to me honestly.
He shrugged casually in response, and I noticed how pissed he looked. His eyes were blurred and unclear, and he looked well and truly steaming as Tasha and Rachael would say. ''Now drink that.'' He ordered in a seductively rough voice, which made me shudder in response.
''Yes Sir!'' I replied jokingly, and as sarcastically as possible, which made him laugh in response. I downed my shot and watched as he downed one that he had just ordered for us. I downed that, and watched him curiously.
''This is our song…we have to dance to this.'' He told me excitedly which made me confused. It was a song called Sweat by The Inner Circle, and this was so not our song. It made me all flustered and embarrassed because it was just…well embarrassing.
''Rob; how the fuck is this; our song?'' I asked him confused, which made him laugh. He ran his hand through his hair, and he pulled me through the crowd by his right hand as he led us to the dance floor eagerly.
''Just listen to the words love; it reminds me of you.'' He explained to me, which only made me more confused. I couldn't see how a song like this reminded him anything close to me, but I let him pull me to the dance floor anyway.
He turned to me instantly, and started dancing, and getting proper into it. I laughed, and blushed like mad and some of the twilight fans watched from the edge of the dance floor as Rob grinded his body into mine.
Standing across the room, I saw you smile. I said I want to talk to you-oo-oo for a little while. But before I make my move, my emotions start going wild. My tongue gets tied, and that's no lie.
I laughed as the words were sung in the background and Rob instantly ran his hands to my side. I blushed like crazy, and quickly looked away when I saw how pissed off the fans looked at spotting Rob doing this to me.
I could see what Rob meant about the last bit though, because I knew how embarrassed he got when he got all flustered and stuff, bless him. There had been plenty of times in interviews and stuff when he wasn't sure on what to say, bless him.
Looking in your eyes; looking in your big, brown eyes, ooh yeah, and I've got this to say to you; hey!
I laughed in response, as he sung the words to me about the brown eyes. It was so embarrassing too, because I had brown eyes, which just made me flush and get more embarrassed about it; especially as the fans were still looking, and they were not happy.
Not that I was complaining about actually getting serenaded by someone as beautiful, and with such a lovely voice as Rob.
Girl, I want to make you sweat; sweat until you can't sweat no more, and if you cry out, I'm gonna push it some more, more, more. Girl, I want to make you sweat; sweat until you can't sweat no more, and if you cry out, I'm gonna push it some more, more, more.
He sung the words to me as he thrust his body into me, and I had nowhere to hide my embarrassment at his drunken boldness. He kept winking at me in response to my embarrassment, and just kept going for it.
So I said to myself; does she love me or not? But the dreads done know that love is his to get with a little bit of this and a little bit of that. My lyric goes on the attack, my tongue gets tied; and that's no lie. Looking in your eyes; looking in your big brown eyes. Ooh girl, and I've got this to say to you; hey!
I laughed embarrassed as he carried on singing to me, thrusting his hips into mine, and winking at me. God, I did love this confident side of Rob, but not in front of everyone else. Especially as I was getting daggers from them fans.
The thing was that Rob didn't even seem to care. He just carried on dancing, without even looking their way, and kept his straight face as he flirted with me outrageously. God, I couldn't deny how sexy I was finding this right now.
Girl, I want to make you sweat; sweat until you can't sweat no more, and if you cry out, I'm gonna push it some more, more, more. Girl, I want to make you sweat; sweat until you can't sweat no more, and if you cry out, I'm gonna push it some more, more, more.
He carried on singing until the song was over, and after the song was done, he pulled me with him, by our entwined hands, and walked past the fans-ignoring how pissed off they looked-and pulled me onto his lap after we found a sofa to sit on.
My worries and embarrassments instantly faded away as soon as his eager lips found mine. I moaned a little too loudly-glad that the loud music covered it up-and my hands tightened into the back of his hair, and pulled his face fiercely to mine.
He moaned like me in response, and pushed me back onto the sofa, and climbing on top of me eagerly. I moaned again, and wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, and instantly feeling his erection press into me.
I was getting well into it admittedly, but then who wouldn't? This was Rob Pattinson after all, and my god, I had waited so long for him to come around, and into my life. So I had reason to be just a little impatient right now.
''Ugh, get off of her!'' I heard Tasha complain. Rob groaned in response, and forced himself to climb off of me. I watched Tasha look at me in disgust, and I rolled my eyes at her in response. ''Not in a bloody club, Charlie!'' She complained as she sat down opposite me and Rob on the other side of the sofa with Kellan and Jackson just behind her.
''Well what do you expect, it's Rob!'' I told her, making her roll her eyes this time. ''And anyway, I was held down.'' I added, before giggling as I thought about the reply that I would get from Tasha due to that one.
''Oh yeah; I mean he looked as though he was going to pin you down, and force himself onto you, and everything.'' She replied sarcastically, making me laugh. ''Yeah Poor you Charlie; I think not.'' She said again, making me and Rob laugh even more.
She just sighed, and turned away from us; ignoring us laughing. I giggled into Rob's arm, as he laughed with me, and let his left hand run gently up and down my right leg soothingly. I kissed his cheek then, and that was enough to make him stop laughing.
He turned to look at me for half a second, before launching his assault. His lips found mine roughly, and at the same time that his left hand found the back of my head, and pinned my head to his to deepen the kiss still.
I moaned, and heard Tasha sigh in disgust. I didn't give a fuck though, because I was so badly dying to have him. I knew that by the time that we got home, I would be dragging him up the stairs in my urgent need to have him.
''God you two, enough!'' I heard Tasha shout at us, but Rob's hand had already slipped from my legs, to my sides, and then to my right breast, where he shocked me, and had a bit of a feel. Fuck, I hadn't been expecting that!
I moaned into his mouth, and pushed my hips against his, so that I could feel his erection, and he could feel my wetness. I was dying to get home, and let him take me as quickly as fucking possible, because Christ, I needed it.
He moaned louder, and deepened the kiss with his tongue. He didn't ask for my permission like how he normally would, and he thrust his tongue deep inside my mouth, so that I could truly taste his amazing taste.
Hmm, fuck he smelt so sexy! He smelt of mints, alcohol, and cigarettes all in one delicious flavor, and I swear to god; I couldn't get fucking enough! I so badly wanted him as quickly as possible, and how I wished that he could just take me here.
I didn't care, as long as it was quick. I so badly needed him, and my body ached for his touch, for him to be inside of me, and for him to truly make love to me. I needed it so badly that it literally hurt to want someone so bad.
''Oh do you know what; I give up!'' Tasha huffed, before she got up from the table, and walked up to the dance-floor. Kellan and Jackson quickly followed, but to be truthful; I couldn't give a fuck right now.
All I knew was Rob kissing me, thrusting his hips to mine, and his hand slowly rubbing against the cotton fabric of my panties; rubbing against the wetness that was only in response to this sex god with me.
''Fuck, I can't take anymore!'' He screamed frustrated. I smiled in delight, because it was good to see that I wasn't the only one going mad here, and that he was going insane with lust too. He had just about lost it in the best, sexiest way possible.
''Well I'll just go and tell Tasha that we're going home-'' I didn't get time to finish though, because he had already scooped me into his arms, and was running to the club door eagerly, which made me laugh in response to his quickness.
''Sorry, but Tasha can fucking wait until tomorrow. We need to get home now, before…'' he trailed off as he threw me roughly into the back of the limo, and followed in, and he pulled me into his arms as soon as the limo started driving.
''We need to get home now, before I end up either taking you against some alley wall; which I don't want to do because you deserve better than that. Or end up taking you in front of everyone on that night club floor.''
I shuddered in response to his husky, desperate voice; because it reflected the exact same need as my own right now. There was only so much that I could take, and we had spent three whole weeks away from each other.
To be honest, I wasn't sure that I was too bothered just where Rob took me anymore, as long as it was as soon as possible. I sounded like a tart-I knew that I did-but I couldn't help the way that I felt. He had this fucking affect on me that I knew wouldn't go away.
I whimpered in response to his words, and thrust my body forward a little bit to meet his. ''Charlie…you better fucking stop.'' He warned me in that same, delicious, husky voice of his. ''Because if you don't…you'll be getting punished tonight.''
He added, warning me, and stopping my laughter instantly. He was so fucking cheeky when he was drunk and I absolutely loved it. My happy silence soon turned into a needing whisper as he fingered me through my thin panties.
''Fuck Rob!'' I moaned, and pushed my body forward in a desperate attempt to get as close to him as possible. He moaned in an irresistible, animalistic way that had me shuddering for more. His fingers went under the thin panties, which made me moan louder.
He hushed me quietly, before he delved one of his fingers into me roughly, and making me moan louder than what I should have done. He added two more fingers in the next second without any warning or gentleness.
I moaned and thrust myself hard against him, and instantly felt his erection through his trousers. He was literally as hard as anything, and I could tell that us making love tonight was definitely going to be what he needed.
I needed this release too, but as usual; I was getting all my needs seen to. He wouldn't even let me do this to him, because he felt too embarrassed about it. I could understand, but when he was that straining, he definitely needed something.
It was Christmas Eve, and I was actually getting fucked by Robert Pattinson in the back of a limo. Fuck, where did I get so lucky?
His fingers pinched the sensitive skin just inside of me, which made me scream in response. He was too fucking good at this, and I so badly needed to release now. I was fucking ready too, I could tell that much.
My stomach muscles were clenching and releasing like mad, and already, my walls were clamping against his fingers over and over again. My body was pulsing underneath his touch, and I was so fucking close…
''Agh…Rob!'' I moaned; earning a nod and a sound of recognition from him. ''I'm gonna…I'm close…Rob I….fuck!'' I screamed, as I tried to pull his fingers out, and out of the way, but he just pushed into me harder, making me moan more.
I screamed my release as I finally released around his fingers; with my orgasm hitting me like a ton of bricks. Fuck, this was exactly what I needed, and he did something that made me so fucking shocked, and pleased at the same time.
His lips came down, and took my sensitive skin in his mouth, where he continued to experiment. ''Fuck…me……Rob!'' I moaned and whimpered in response, and his lips came back up, and he grinned at me mischievously.
''Oh don't worry love, I will be doing exactly that when we get home.'' He warned me huskily, which made me shiver in delight again. And then he carried on with his teasing, as his tongue experimented with the sucking and teasing.
''God…shit, oh…uhnn….Rob….I love you!'' I moaned, and as soon as I had said that; his face propped back up, and he grinned at me again.
''I love you too, love.'' He whispered, just before he carried on with his torture. And as soon as he was finished; he pulled me into his arms, and whispered into my ear affectionately. ''Merry Christmas love…I love you.''
He whispered, and kissed me gently on my right cheek. I sighed and murmured my reply quietly; guessing that it was already past twelve, and was now countered past Christmas Day. And my god, wow.
What a brilliant Christmas this was going to be.
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