Page 88 of Axton

Kayla: Shit, I’ll be on my way in a minute. Just let me finish these blow jobs and I’ll be right over.

Me: The hell you will. Stop with the fictional stories and get your spoiled ass over here!

I put my phone away and thirty fucking minutes later Kayla showed up. Why the fuck was she with Magnus and Baros?

Belle

Our evening didn’t turn out as planned. Josh, Kyle, and Kayla went downstairs and started playing pool, Koty came home, and Pammy started smothering him with questions, Michael was frustrated, and I pulled him away from everyone to go to bed with me.

He turned on the back light, so as we laid in bed we could watch the snow falling. “It feels so magical.”

“It does.” He was running his fingers through my hair as we watched it snow.

“I’m not talking about the snow or Christmas.”

He kissed my temple. “I know.”

We fell asleep that way, and when the sun came up it shined on my face. It must have been late because the sun didn’t come up that early in the winter. Then I realized what day it was.

I gasped. “It’s Christmas!”

He must have been awake for a while because he tackled me down and tickled me, then laid on top of me as he stared down into my eyes. “I think I may have heard something on the roof in the middle of the night.” He said.

I snorted. “I grew up in a cult that danced with snakes and believed they wouldn’t bite the holiest ones, but you’re not tricking me darling husband. I know we have a stove and not a fireplace. He landed in the front yard!”

He burst out laughing. “You are too damn cute.” He pecked my lips. “Let’s go see if he came for you or gave it all to Addie.”

I gasped. “He better not have, she’s been a bad elf lately too. I’ve been a good girl.”

“You almost made the naughty list, but I won’t tell Santa.” He winked then pecked my lips.

Two minutes later, I was pounding on Koty’s door. “Wake up, sleepy head!”

He swung open his door. “We’re doing this? We don’t do Christmas, Belle.” His hair was sticking straight up, and he was in his boxers. That was when I noticed his tattoo, and it was a bad reminder of where I came from. I shook out of it.

“You knew this! Come on!” I pulled him toward the Christmas tree then gasped.

“He really came?”

There were gifts piled up so high I wondered what happened. Granted, I had Koty put some things under the tree, and he knew we were doing this, but there were so many more than what I arranged.

Michael wanted coffee and my head was about to explode if we didn’t get to the gifts soon. After he started the coffee pot he walked over and stood in front of the stockings. He must have noticed I had Koty fill his full because he stared at it for several long seconds before he pulled down two and handed them to us. “You can enjoy your stockings while I get a cup of coffee.

“What about yours?” I wanted to see him look inside his.

“Okay fine.” He walked over and grabbed his and we all reached inside them.

“My first stocking.” I squealed.

“I think it’s a first for all of us.” Michael said, with a little sadness in his voice.

I pulled out bath bombs, tons of candy, chap sticks, body wash, and a tiny box. I looked at Koty and he also had a little box. When we opened them we gasped.

“What is this?” Koty asked.

Michael smiled. “Go look in the driveway.”

We both went running and saw two snow covered side by sides. “No fucking way!” Koty said. I was shocked he used that particular word.

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