Page 17 of Merry Christmas To Me
It took two hours, three different stores, and Sia wrestling a snotty millennial for the perfect tree before we finally made it back to my place. She also had me stop at one of those dollar-stores, so she could grab a shitload of cheap Christmas decorations. And now, I was cooking dinner as Sia was decorating my apartment for Christmas.
“Where are your presents?” she asked from across the living room. “Can I put them under your tree?” The tree was only three feet tall and on a corner table, and though the presents would be under the table and not necessarily the tree, it would still do.
“Sure,” I called back. “They’re all in the left spare bedroom on the bed.” I went back to the steaks and let Sia do her thing.
After dinner, the dishes were done, and Sia was already headed towards the bedroom. Her head turned back, she smiled and asked, “Are you coming?” My dick wanted to follow her, but my mind and heart overruled him.
I shook my head. “I have an errand I need to run,” I told her. “Is that okay?”
She turned around fully, and her beautiful face scrunched up a bit. “Everything okay?”
I nodded. “Just something I forgot to do this week.”
“Do you mind if I take a hot bath?” she asked. “My body’s not used to so much cardio.”
I smirked. “By all means.”
Sia wiggled her fingers. “Feel free to come get me out of the tub if I’m not out by the time you get back.” Her laughter trailed after her, and the woman had no idea what she did to me.
Grabbing my jacket and keys, I thanked God that all the shops in town were keeping late hours for the Christmas season. Now that I had a tree and gifts under it, it didn’t fell right not to have something under there for Sia. I knew we were both in two different places with this thing between us, but I had tonight and four more days to turn this into something more than just sex for her.
Pulling up in front of Winfield Jewelry, I ignored all the warnings of how jewelry was an inappropriate gift for the little time we’ve known each other, but I noticed Sia never wore anything other than a pair of sapphire studs in her ears. And I wanted to be the one to give her a matching sapphire necklace to go with them.
With thoughts of her in my tub, I walked into Winfield’s like a man on a mission, asked for their sapphire section, and was able to find something immediately. It was delicate and would look perfect around her feminine neck.
I also ignored the diamonds that alternated between the sapphire stones. The sapphires were bigger and there were more of them, so that made this a sapphire necklace and not a diamond necklace.
I wasnotgiving Sia diamonds on our very first Christmas together.
Right?
Twenty minutes later, and a little lighter in my wallet, my gift was wrapped, and I was back home, hiding it behind Eddie’s gift underneath the Christmas tree table.
Removing all my clothes, I heard the sounds of the shower and wondered what happened to her bath.
Walking into the bathroom, I saw Sia’s silhouette behind the frosted shower glass walls. I glanced over at the tub near the east wall and saw a bottle of bubble bath on the ledge, but the tub was empty.
“Babe, what happened to your bath?”
Sia yelped. “Jesus Christ.”
I slid open the shower door and walked in. “Sorry.”
She had her hand on her chest and her eyes narrowed. “Warn a girl next time.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her she was going to be the only girl to be in my shower ever again, but I was doing my best to take baby steps. “I figured you’d hear me opening the door.”
“I must have been daydreaming.”
“What happened to your bath?”
Her hand slid down my chest, and my dick was already hard as steel before her hand wrapped around it. “Halfway through my soak, I realized we both wouldn’t fit in your tub.” Her hand started jerking my stiff dick. “So, how else was I going to be able to do this?” And with that, she sunk to her knees.
