He sits and Amara digs into her bag and screams. She jumps up and rushes over to Meleck. While hugging him she says, “Thank you! How did you know?”
“Know what? What’s in there?” I ask, curious as hell.
“He got me the new color Kindle,” she gushes as she grabs the bag and pulls the box out. “I’m a Kindle girlie now,” she screams. As she examines the box, I turn to him.
How did he even know she wanted a Kindle?
“Thank you so much,” I tell him.
“Of course. She’s always with a book. I thought she might want one,” he says and I reach out and grab his hand, truly thankful for his thoughtfulness toward my sister.
“I need to get some stickers and a charm. Wait until I tell Kimmie,” she says, still holding the box. “Okay, now my other gift.” She lifts the present from me and shakes it close to her ear.Then she places it on the table and rips the paper off. When she sees the box, her eyes stretch to the size of eggs and a huge smile spreads across her face. “You got it,” she gushes as she opens the box. Her smile gets even bigger when she pulls out the colorful, denim Kurt Geiger bag. She’s been talking about it for months. She rushes me this time and squeezes me so tightly as she cries in my ear, “Wren! Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. You deserve it,” I tell her as I caress her back.
She squeezes me a little longer then releases me. Instead of going back on the floor, she sits between Meleck and me on the sofa then urges me to open the big box. I can’t lie, I’m curious and excited at the same damn time. So I grab it and open it. My mouth drops.
“It’s a MacBook,” Amara rushes out.
“You mentioned that you were thinking about a website for your businesses, so I got you this to help. After seeing you sell out like you did today, I’m glad I did. You need a website,” he says, but I can’t say a word.
I’m speechless, really speechless.Where did this cowboy come from?He actually listens and observes. He’s intentional and thoughtful. He’s just everything. Unable to still form words, I stand up, walk around Amara, and sit in his lap. He wraps his arm around me and I kiss him passionately.
“So you like it?” He smirks and I shake my head.
I love it.
I remain in my cowboy’s lap as Amara collects the wrapping paper and our plates and takes them to the kitchen. When she returns, she grabs her gifts, tells us good night, then rushes to her room to no doubt call Kimmie.
My voice finally returns. “I got you something too,” I reveal and his eyebrows furrow.
“What is it?” he asks.
“You’ll see. Kill the fire while I put this food up then we’ll go to my bedroom.”
“Shit! I’ve earned the bedroom,” he smirks.
“You have. Amara has approved,” I say before sliding off his lap.
In the kitchen, I place the leftovers in containers then stack them in the fridge. Amara must have put the condiments up when she was in here because the butter, syrup, and ketchup are already in the fridge. I wash the dishes next then wipe down the counters.
When I return to the living room, the fire is out. The lights are off. The only illumination is from the Christmas tree and it burns all night on Christmas Eve. I walk over to him, grab his hand, then lead him down the hall to my room.
“Sit on the bed,” I tell him after I close my door. He does and I journey to my closet and grab the box for him. I walk out and place it on his lap. He smiles as soon as he sees the Jaxson Boots logo on the box. He smiles even harder when he opens the box. “Since I stole your other one,” I tell him as he places the 15x felt hat on his head.
“You got me the Premier 15x. I guess you’re really feeling me,” he says.
“A hell of a lot,” I admit.
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you for tonight, my MacBook and her Kindle. It means the world to me.”
“Y’all mean the world to me,” he admits. “Come here,” he says and I step closer, right between his legs. “I want another present.”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah. I actually like my hats on you,” he says while rubbing his hands on the back of my legs. “I want you to put this on and nothing else, then sit down right here.”
