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Thanksgiving Feast and a Warm Treat
Today was November 27, 1997, and I was going to celebrate Thanksgiving with my two favorite and adorable Irish boyfriends. It was starting to snow this morning and thankfully it's just a light flurry and nothing to heavy. Connor and Murphy weren't here yet and I was cooking the best that I could. Honestly, this is my very first time cooking a giant dinner like this.
I was trying to make pork chops, garlic mashed potatoes, and string beans with lemon and garlic. I had about three different cook books spread around my kitchen, running to each one trying to get everything at least semi-perfect. As long as we don't get food poisoning or anything, I'd say I've exceeded in my goal.
I decided to try and have a touch of Irish foods in our meal, for today anyway, and I decided to make a special treat I found in an Irish recipe book. It could be just a tad racist thinking that all Irish would like something from this book, but the recipe sounded really good. The treat I was attempting to make before the boys arrived was Guinness chocolate cupcakes with Bailey's frosting. They looked delicious and sounded delicious, so I decided to put my cooking skills to the test.
I almost had a hard time getting the Guinness and Bailey's Irish cream, but thankfully I thought of it before today came. I asked Lucy to buy them for me and I gave her some money to purchase the alcohol. She got them with no problem and dropped them off yesterday after work.
I stirred and mixed the ingredients together and balanced out the batter into each cup of the cupcake pan. Once I got those in the oven and set the timer for 22 minutes, I started working on the icing for the cupcakes. By this time I was tired and just wanted to lay down and sleep. I woke up at 9am and tried to start cooking as soon as possible. My medium size kitchen could only fit and do so much at a time.
The timer dinged around 4:30pm and I was so immersed into finishing the real dinner, I almost forgot about the dessert. I almost reached in to grab the pan with my bare hands, but thankfully I stopped myself. I was not looking forward to being burned on this special Thanksgiving. I found my oven mitt amidst the piles of trash and items scattered around my kitchen and put it on quickly.
I pulled the tray out and made sure they were completely done before setting them aside. I stuck a toothpick into them and they were perfect. I set the pan aside and put tinfoil over it to keep them warm and soft. While I was waiting for the cupcakes to cool, I finished up with the garlic mashed potatoes and string beans. The pork chops were almost done and I was wondering where Murphy and Connor was.
They said they would be here around this time, but I guess they were running late. It was slightly good because it gave me time to finish up our meal. About ten minutes passed and I checked the cupcakes to make sure they were cool enough to start putting on the frosting. They were nice and warm and I started smoothing out the yummy frosting on top of each one.
I finished icing the twelve cupcakes that I made and finished them off with chocolate shavings on top of the frosting. They looked delicious and I really wanted to just eat them all right now. I placed them inside a plastic container that was hard to see through, I knew the boys would be nosy, so it would be a little easier for them not to see what it was. It was time for the pork chops to come out and as I bent over to take them out a hand pinched my butt.
I jumped and let out a small squeak of fright. Thankfully I didn't grab the tray yet, so I didn't spill the pork chops. I whirled around and glared at a smirking Murphy.
"Murphy…" I whined.
"Sorry girl, but I saw the opportunity and I took it," Murphy shrugged.
"I could have dropped the food or burnt myself," I pouted.
"Aye, but ye didn't," he said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Where were you two anyway?" I asked.
"We stopped at every store in a ten mile radius trying to find one that was open. Then once we did, we bought two cases of beer," Connor explained and held up the two cases of Guinness beer.
"Wow, I'm surprised you found one," I said.
"Us too," Murphy said.
"Can I stick these in the fridge lass?" Connor asked.
"Sure thing, I think there's some room," I said.
Connor went over to the fridge and put about six cans of the beer in my fridge. He took two more out and tossed one to his brother and kept one for himself. I took out the tray and let it rest on top of my stove. I turned off the oven and threw my oven mitt on the counter.
"Ye look really hot like this girl," Murphy said.
I blushed and said, "Murphy I look horrible, I've been cooking all day."
"Murphy is right, ye look beautiful lass. Don't tell yeself anything else, no matter how ye look, ye are beautiful to us," Connor said.
"Thanks guys," I said with a small smile.
"That's what we are here for," Connor said.
"I guess we can eat," I said.
"That would be great, I'm starving," Murphy said.
"Aye, but ye know I'm hungry for someting else," Connor said.
"What is dat me brother?" Murphy said smirking.
"Me lasses lips," Connor said.
"Guys," I said.
"Come on girl, we haven't seen ye in two days, that's a long time without a kiss," Connor said getting extremely close.
"Aye, it tis," Murphy said.
"All right, but no lingering," I said warningly.
"Ye no fun lass," Connor said.
He kissed me and his warm lips made me happy and feel at ease. Eventually he broke it off and I was passed on to a very giddy Murphy. He kissed me and we shared a nice tender kiss that made me feel like one lucky woman. We broke off and my men were at least sated enough to eat dinner.
I got out some plates and the boys helped me set up the table and fill each of our plates with the food. We sat at the table together, with Murphy on my right and Connor on my left.
"Should we go around and say what we are thankful for?" Connor asked.
"What are we ten?" Murphy said.
"I thought it be a god idea," Connor shrugged.
"Ye ideas are always schtupid," Murphy said.
"Shut up Murph. I think it will be nice, now ye go first," Connor said.
"Why me? Ye should go first. Ye the one who fucking thought of the idea," Murphy said.
"Would ye just go and stop being a baby about it," Connor said.
"Fine, whatever," Murphy said, "I'm thankful for having ye in me life girl and that me brother can share ye too."
I blushed and broke into an awkward nervous smile. I loved when I got compliments, but it made me feel so awkward, I never know how to take it.
"I agree with that, I'm also happy to have ye girl and ye being a special woman in our life to share our moments with. Ye made us the happiest men on earth," Connor said.
Murphy nodded his head and they both were smiling at me with hidden feelings behind their blue eyes. I swallowed nervously and felt very strange inside. I knew I loved them and I was wondering if they were starting to feel the same way.
"Ye turn lass, what are ye thankful for?" Connor asked.
"I'm thankful for receiving two handsome Irish men in my life. Never in a million years would I think I'd be dating two very good looking men and having the most fun I've ever dreamed of," I said.
They grinned widely and Connor said, "That's great to hear, lass. So should we dig into our beautiful cook's dinner?"
"I'm down for that," Murphy said eyeing his food like a predator.
We started eating and the boys seemed to be enjoying everything and they even went back for seconds. It was actually pretty good and I was proud of myself for making a decent meal we could all enjoy.
"Girl, this was amazing. I'm stuffed," Murphy said.
"Aye, ye fucking spoiled us lass," Connor said.
"Well I guess you two won't be eating desert," I said.
"Ye made desert!?" Murphy asked with excitement.
"Yes I did," I said.
"What tis it lass?" Connor said.
"Bailey's Irish cupcakes," I said.
"With Guinness beer in the batter?" Murphy asked.
"Yes," I said.
"Yum," they said in unison.
I laughed and shook my head at the both of them. I was about to start cleaning up, but Connor stopped my hand.
"We'll clean for ye lass. Ye cooked for us," he said.
"Are you sure," I asked.
"I'm positive," Connor said.
They started cleaning up and washing my dishes for me. In no time my kitchen was spotless and all my pans and plates were in the drying rack and dishwasher.
"Thanks guys," I said.
"It's no problem, girl. We owed ye for making such an amazing dinner and making us a yummy treat," Murphy said.
"Speaking of yummy treat, can we have one now?" Connor asked.
"Really, you two are hungry already?" I said.
"There is always room for desert," Murphy said.
"Aye," Connor agreed.
"All right, you two worked hard for it," I said.
I grabbed each of us a cupcake and distributed them to each of us.
"Should ye be eating this girl? Ye are underage," Connor said.
"Aye, we could eat it for you," Murphy said.
"Ha-ha funny. What the public doesn't see won't hurt them, it's my home and I can eat and drink whatever and whenever I please," I said.
"That's our girl," Murphy said.
"Aye," Connor said laughing.
Murphy used his pointer finger to scoop up some icing and he placed it on my nose.
"Murphy," I giggled.
"That's a waste of perfectly good icing," Connor said, then licked it off my nose.
I blushed hard and the boys laughed at me.
"I want to try," Murphy pouted.
Connor took some of his own icing and wiped it on my cheek. Murphy licked it off slowly and I was burning up inside.
"It was good right?" Connor asked.
"Aye, very. She makes it even sweeter," Murphy said.
Connor nodded and I felt like I was about to pass out from all this sexual attention I was getting. Eventually we finished the cupcake with Connor and Murphy messing around with me. Once we finished up, we sat on the couch and watched some movies. My head was in Connor's lap and my legs and feet were on Murphy's lap. Connor was stroking my head tenderly and Murphy was stroking my legs.
It felt comfortable like this and I was oddly used to this by now. It used to make me nervous, but now it's my favorite thing when we are together. Just relaxing and being within each other's reach. Eventually we headed off to bed and fell asleep in each other's arms. I couldn't help, but replay how they looked and talked to me when we were saying things we were thankful for. Their eyes looked so sincere and hid another emotion I couldn't quite pin point; was it love?
I have no clue if it was, but I think this maybe the relationship I've been waiting for and it might go far in the near future.