Winter Season

Merry Christmas

Oscar didn’t even say goodbye. He blindly walked from the jeep to his house.

Esther waited a couple hours before she went over. It was getting dark and it was still snowing. She was a little nervous about going over to Oscar’s knowing how his day had been.

When she rang the doorbell, he answered in his pj’s. She assumed. It was a pair of male yoga pants and a t-shirt. “Hi.”

“Hi, please come in,” he smiled.

“Am I interrupting?”

“Not at all, please come in. May I take your coat?”

She allowed him to take it off and he hung it up. “Are you okay?”

“For the most part.”

She set on the couch and waited for him to join her. It seemed to her that he was gone a really long time; which made her even more nervous. He sat down beside her and she jumped.

He smiled, “nervous?”

She blushed, “a little.”

He took her hand, “heavens why?”

“I didn’t know they made yoga pants for guys.”

“They are extremely comfortable.”

She smiled, “close your eyes.”

He did so, and she placed his present on his lap. “Okay.”

He opened his eyes and saw the bag. He looked shocked at first. “Honey, you didn’t have to buy me a thing.”

“I know, but I wanted too. Open it, please. If you don’t like them, I kept the receipt if you want to take them back.”

He removed the paper and pulled out 5 pairs of socks. He blushed, grinning as he examined each pair. One had Chihuahua’s all over them. One was fish. Another was covered with dancing hot dogs. Still another was a spin on a Star Wars quote. He erupted with laughter. The last pair was a Star Trek Star Wars pon. “These are great.” When he looked up, she was all smiles. “What?” He blushed.

“You laughed. A real laugh.”

“There’s more where that came from.” He teased, reaching around the couch and presenting her with a bag. Inside there was a pair of black yoga pants with the high school mascot on them and a white long sleeved t-shirt with the same mascot. She smiled, “thank you. And I believe you even got the sizes right.”

“I am full of surprises.” He smiled. “When’s your birthday?”

She looked confused, “why?”

He kissed her softly, then before long, it was THAT KISS. “January,” she hissed.

“May,” his forehead was touching hers. He was panting softly.

She held his face in her hands. “O,” she whispered.

“Yes my love.” His eyes were still closed and he was still panting.

“Merry Christmas.”

“Do you have any idea what you do to me when you hold my face that way?” Her thumbs were touching at his chin, palms laying on his jaw line with the tip of her middle finger touching his ear lobe.

“Should I not..?”

He gently held her wrists. “I like it. It feels..”He started shaking. She let go of his smooth face as he laid his head on her left shoulder, she held him. “I understand why you like this spot so much.” The sound of her heart was calm and peaceful. It was like hearing your favorite lullaby. “You are an amazing woman. Do you know that?”

“How do you figure?” She stroked his hair.

He didn’t answer. The sound of her heart beat along with her fingers in his hair were more powerful than any sleeping pill.

When she woke, she was lying in the floor, covered up with a blanket and there was a pillow under her head. He was lying beside of her with her arm under his, his hand on top of hers. It was amazing to her how he was always so warm. She rolled over and was facing him. The desire to caress his face overtook her. Even with the slight night stubble that was forming on his face, his skin was still soft. He moaned lightly. Because she didn’t want to wake him, she stopped.

“Don’t stop.”

“Did I wake you?”

“No.”

“So what day?” It took him a moment to wrap his mind around what she was asking.

“15th.”

“2nd.” She replied. He wrapped her tightly in his arms and fell right back to sleep.

Winter Season