Page 13 of Christmas Kisses
She had barely met him this morning. It was so not like her to act this way.
She needed to talk to Eryka. They lived together, and she needed her best friend’s advice.
Eryka was in the kitchen, drinking a cup of hot chocolate, wearing a big hoodie and a pair of black pajama pants that had little penguins on them with Sana hats.
It made her smile and Eryka turned when the door shut.
Brenya hung up her coat, and her hat and Eryka raised her eyebrow, “So, how was it?”
Brenya laughed, and then sat down at the small table, “It was amazing. He is perfect. My dream man all wrapped up in one sexy as fuck package. Like how does that work? How can one person be so perfect? How can he check every single box I have?”
She put her head in her hands and Eryka burst out laughing, “You are mad at that? That he is perfect? Girl, you are lucky. Like you should buy a damn lottery ticket and see if you will win the mega lottery lucky. Be happy that he is your dream man. I wish I could find mine. I don’t think he exists though, so for those of us who still want to find our perfect match, enjoy it. Soak it up.”
Brenya lifted her head, “What if something is wrong with him? I’m just waiting for something to be wrong with him.”
Eryka laughed again, “I doubt it. If there is something horribly wrong then I will leave it be, and you can dump him, but if it's not that big of a deal, let it go. Okay? Seriously. Live it up. Be happy girl. Men like him don’t fall from the sky.”
Brenya nodded, “You are right. He is just so yum. You know? Like holy shit, yum. And he kisses me like I’m the most precious thing in his world. It was the best kiss of my life, hands down.”
Eryka snorted, “Good for you. Get some.”
Brenya blushed, “We haven’t gone that far.”
Eryka nodded, “But when you do, let me live vicariously through you. I want to know what it’s like.”
Brenya laughed, “Oh my god! Eryka!”
Her best friend shrugged, “What? I really want to know. It’s not like I ever have. Hell, I have only kissed one guy before and it was disgusting. Don’t judge me for needing to know if sex is as good as everyone says. I don’t believe them.”
Brenya snorted, “Fine. I will let you know. I’m not gonna lie, with him being so tall, it’s kinda worrisome. Like will we fit?”
Eryka howled with laughter, “I’m sure he will make it fit.”
Brenya laughed again and then stood and hugged Eryka, “You will find yours. I promise.”
Eryka nodded, “I hope so. Come on, let’s go dream about our guys. You already found yours. Oh!!! Let’s hope you have a sex dream.”
Brenya laughed again, “You are something else.”
Eryka shrugged, “What can I say? You need me.”
Brenya nodded, “I sure do.”
They went to bed and Brenya woke with her body aching and wet, calling out for Jensynn.
She had been in a strange room that she most definitely had never seen before. It was cozy and wonderful, with a large rock fireplace warming her.
She was laying on a plush rug in front of it, and Jensynn was above her, his huge, naked, muscles gleaming with sweat.
His hair was a mess and hung in his eyes, making her want to brush it away so she could see them.
He leaned down and kissed her, and she kissed him back, feeling his naked body rub against hers.
It was so erotic and real, that when she woke, she sat up in her bed shocked. Her body was on fire.
She could see every single inch of him in her mind's eye, and it certainly was a sight to see.
He looked like someone had taken all the good things in a guy and put them all together in one.
