Thank you, Christmas

At seventeen. Become a news reporter. Become a Governor. Become a mom. At eighteen it was to become a nurse and become a mom. I had yet to write anything for this year. The one commonality, however, is always to be a mom. I never actually thought it would be a possibility, but given all that has happened, it could be coming true as we speak.

I spend about another hour going through my journals before I decide to put the food on. While the food cooks, I walk back into the living room and look at the tree we decorated. My heart warms as I stare at it in awe, with fresh eyes. It’s absolutely stunning. Jamison asked me what color lights I wanted and though he had several strings of all colors, I have always wanted a gold and white tree and that is what we made. I could be biased considering this is the first tree that is actually mine, but even then, I would be lying if I didn’t say this tree was absolutely stunning. Walking further up to it, I squint as my eye catches on something stuck between some of the branches. "What the heck is that?” I ask myself as I pull it out. It’s a pink and silver rectangular box with my name on it. Opening the tag on it, I read the note.

To my Angel. If you found this, open it. It doesn’t matter if it is not Christmas. I was simply excited to be able to buy you something. There's plenty more where this came from baby. This is just the beginning. I love you, Angel.With tears falling onto the wrapping, I open it up. Underneath the wrapper is a box that says T-Mobile. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Opening the box, I find a gold LG Thin Q new generation and a Swarovski crystal encrusted pink phone case. I find myself squealing like a little girl. I know it is something silly to be so excited about as a grown-up, but I have never had a cell phone. Well, I have never had anything of my own so... Turning the phone over, I see another note from him.

My sweet Ana, now you have a way to reach me, any time of the day. Make no mistake, I expect to hear from you all day baby. I am going to need something to get me through the hours when I am not in your pussy. Call me. 1-630-555-8897.

Love JamisonSee why I love him. Not wasting any time, I turn the phone on, do all the setup and save his number in it before calling his phone. I have a moment of doubt about whether I should or not, I mean it has only been one day. But he told me he wanted to hear from me, and I miss him. I am done being scared and holding back. “Angel. I see you found your gift.” he answers , not skipping a beat.

“I did. Thank you so much for this. I don’t know what to say.” I tell him trying not to cry at how much he cares.

“No need to say anything baby. I’m just glad you found it. I don't know how long I would have been able to hold off just giving it to you.” he chuckles.

“When are you coming back?”

“Oh, Angel as soon as I can. I am almost done wrapping up with the supplier and I am coming straight to you. What’s wrong, baby? Is your greedy pussy aching for me?” I don't hide the moan as it leaves my throat and ricochets off the walls.

“Yes.” even to my ears my voice sounds weak and needy.

“I know baby. My dick is looking for you too. I promise I will be home soon. Say, thirty minutes.” thank God. If he would have said hours I would have died.

“Ok. I will be here.”

“You better be.” he hangs up after telling me he loves me. I want to give him the words as well, but not over the phone. I run upstairs and change into a pair of leggings and an off the shoulder sweater. Brushing my hair out, I stop and look at myself. I have never felt pretty or beautiful, but looking through his eyes, I see everything he sees, and I know it is because in just 24 hours, he has filled me with it. I hear my phone beep and look at it. “On my way home Angel.” did I mention how much I love it when he calls me that?Chapter 10JamisonWalking into the hospital, my agenda is clear. Make sure Andrew is ok and meet with the supplier to find out how the hell this happened before getting back to my woman. As I walk up to the nurse’s station, I am not the least bit stunned to see Aiden at the desk. However, I am more than a little surprised to see Lori in the hallway arguing with Aiden. These two have been circling around one another for the past few years, scenting and marking each other but neither making a move. It is obvious to anyone who even walks within a centimeter of them how much they love each other. Hell, I can barely breathe when they are around me, the atmosphere is so thick. “Aiden. Lori.” they both jump and face me, their faces showing they were in the middle of a deep discussion.