Waking up together and talking, or not talking and scrolling on our phones, one hand always on the other’s arm, back, or butt. I cherished these intimate moments with her, where we just existed together.
She sat up, giving me the perfect view of her pretty pink nipples. It was a struggle not to take one in my mouth.
“I slept perfectly.”
She looked like she wanted to say more, but didn’t. I just gazed at her for a moment, waiting for her to say what was on her mind.
Finally I smiled, not wanting to pressure her to speak about whatever was going on in her head. It was Christmas, and I wanted it to be a day full of love and happiness.
“Everyday I wake up next to you is better than the last,” I supplied. I didn’t know if it was the holiday spirit or just the way she was looking at me that caused me to open up like that.
She stared at me, a small puddle of unshed tears pooling above her lower lashes before she shook them away and smiled and leaned down to press a kiss on my lips. And just like that, the conversation was over.
“Fuck, baby. That was the best morning sex I think I’ve ever had on a holiday. Maybe we should get up and take Duke out and get some coffee before we open gifts, though. Any longer in this bed and I’m going toneglect both of my babies. Duke needs to take care of business, and you need breakfast.”
“As you wish. This is the perfect time for your first present, actually.” She jumped out of bed, and I groaned at seeing her boobs bounce away from me. I thought boobs were the greatest gift of all, and wasn’t I just the luckiest woman in the world to be able to evenlookat Kaia’s?
She came back and held up two pairs of what looked like pajamas. Red and green with some gold around the waist and…
“Kaia, honey. Are those Christmas onesies? In the style of a present?”
She nodded and jumped up and down so excitedly. “Yes! Do you like them? I thought it would be cute to match.”
I smiled and walked over to her to take one. We both put them on at the same time. “Are you my other present? Because I can’t wait to unwrap you.” I winked before stepping closer and unzipping hers just a little, just enough to see the top of her chest.
Unfortunately, she zipped herself back up and rolled her eyes, but not without a slight blush. “Later. Oh! I also got us these hats.” She ran to the closet and pulled out three matching red-and-white Santa hats, a strap attached to the smaller one.
I looked at the small hat, a million jokes coming to my head. “We do have a red toy… Is this your way of telling me you want to ride Santa’s sleigh?”
Her eyes got so wide, her face turning beet red. I thought I was going to pee myself from laughing so hard. She was way too easy.
“I mean, we can talk about that, but maybe later. We really need to take Duke outside.” I gave her an out, and she looked relieved.
She nodded and brought me in for a sweet kiss. I supposed I hadn’t killed the mood yet, and I now had something to think about for the rest of the day.
Kaia insisted on going outside with Duke and that all three of us wear those Santa hats. We looked like a cute little family, and as I made our coffee, that thought kept replaying in my head. I wasn’t sure how to feel about that truth. If I gave any thought to what we were doing and how it looked, that was exactly what we were.
We lived together, cooked together, slept together, both sexually and literally. We even worked together, in a sense. Our lives had overlappedover the years, but more so since she moved in. And while I adored her and had no regrets about our lives together, I couldn’t say I wasn’t scared.
What happened when she decided she wanted something different? Someone different? Eventually it would happen. She’d realize she had spent her whole life accommodating her life around her father’s. She had to want something different for herself.
Something simple and someone she could talk to verbally. Someone she could go out with who didn’t need patience while they navigated talking to someone unfamiliar with sign language.
I knew it was coming, but how prepared could I really be? I was slowly realizing that I could try to be okay with it, but I probably wouldn’t be. There was a huge possibility that it would wreck me. While I wanted her to have everything she wanted in life, a small part of me hoped I would be included in that.
Kaia came back in, and I threw all those thoughts away. We weren’t talking about what we were doing or where we were going with it. We were taking one day at a time. There was no point in thinking about the future. Not right now.
After she took off her boots, I smiled and handed her a cup of coffee, holding up a mistletoe in my other hand. She looked at it and grinned before kissing me.
We drank our coffee and shared a few snickerdoodles, and then I put the cups in the sink and dragged her to the couch.
“Okay, present time! You went first, so now it’s my turn.” I had a few small things I wanted to give her before the real gift. One of which was her favorite book series.
“Oh my God, Daisy! You got me the foiled box set?! I love it!”
“I know my girl. I know you already have the set, but not the fancy-looking one with sprayed edges.” I shrugged.
She gave me a look I couldn’t place. “You definitely know me. Thank you, sunny. Really, I love it.”
