I laughed while Trek snapped off guards of us. We had breakfast and opened gifts hours ago. Now we were enjoying the traditional Haitian meal I had made. On my menu was Griot, a marinated pork shoulder, which is our national dish. My sides were diri ak pwa, which was white rice and red beans, plantains, and a seafood stew with white rice.
Trek made a big bowl of salad to add some vegetables to our meal. As a Caribbean native, I ate a lot of starchy foods, which is why I always added some kind of green vegetable to every Haitian meal. This was the first time I had made cassava bread, too, and it was delicious.
"Will you stop? I'm trying to eat, man," I whined.
"Nope. This is our first Christmas as a family, and I want as many memories as I can get through these photographs," Trek replied, chewing on his dinner.
He turned away from me and aimed his phone at Junior and Deshoni. Junior leaned closer to Deshoni, whose hands were balled and filled with food. I looked on with the biggest smile on my face.
They were all my boys. They all belonged to me, and I'd do everything in my power to love and care for them with every fiber of my being. I picked up my spoon and gently tapped my wine glass.
Everyone looked in my direction.
"Tonight, we celebrate not only our first Christmas together but today represents the start of a new journey." I looked at Deshoni. "Mommy will always love you and care for you, baby boy."
He nodded quickly and went back to his meal.
I turned my attention to Junior.
"I've been in your life since before you were born, god baby. When you came into this world, I promised my best friend that I would care for you no matter what. Life has hit us with one of those no matter what moments last night, but I'm still here. I will never try to replace your mom, Junior, but I will be here to support you mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and physically to the best of my ability. You feel me?"
"Yes, god mama, we're locked in for life," he voiced, flashing me the same charming grin his daddy had.
"We're locked in forever, baby boy." I looked at Trek. "Trek, no man has ever occupied my mind, heart, body, and soul the way you have. You're the only man I want to love in every lifetime. I know our family formed faster than we imagined, but that's sometimes how life works. We spent years apart, and now the ball is rolling nonstop for us."
I raised my glass. "Here's to us making the best memories and each of us putting one hundred percent into our family. Mèsi fanmi," I sang in my Haitian Creole tongue.
"Mèsi fanmi," Trek and Junior announced together.
Deshoni raised his safety cup filled with juice. We all laughed at him before taking a hefty sip of our drinks and going back to talking, laughing, and fawning over our gifts.
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After a few more hours had passed, Trek handled Deshoni's bath routine, while Junior and I cleaned. Once we were done, we parted ways.
I took a much-needed hot shower. Trek bought me so many Christmas gifts that I needed to bust it wide open for him tonight in whatever ways he wanted me to.
I dried off and moisturized thoroughly in my own room. Trek would drool when he saw me in my costume tonight. My hair was down, and my fresh silk press was about to be sweated out, but it would be worth it. I admired my super mini-Mrs. Claus's dress. My titties were high toward the sky, and my ass cheeks hung low from the dress. Yeah, my man was about to drool when he saw me.
I pulled on my robe and headed to our room. When I stepped inside, Deshoni was in his bed, sound asleep.
Perfect. Big daddy was on top of his shit tonight.
I stepped through Trek's secret door in his closet and entered our playroom. In an instant, my robe fell to the floor at the sight of him.
"Oh my goodness." I was in complete awe.
I don't know how Trek found the time to decorate the room with Christmas decorations, but I absolutely loved it. There were lights, tinsel, and gift bows all over the equipment we use.
"Do you like it?" he probed.
My lower lip trembled. "I absolutely love it."
"I'm glad to hear that. Anything for you, beautiful. You wanna play with me?" he quizzed in his deep and sexy voice. Trek was free of clothing. It was one of my favorite looks on him.
I nodded. "I do. I really do."
He smirked. "Show me."
