Leilani.
I spent most of the day working on tons of projects with Jarek without break, and by the time I was done with the finishing touches for our ongoing project with the Landry group, it was already late in the afternoon.
I sighed, stretching in my seat as I glanced at Jarek whose face was still buried between a cloud of papers. And from here, I couldn’t help but smile at the frown creasing his forehead, and the way his lips would twitch whenever he found something difficult.
And whenever that happens, his lips would twitch and then he would immediately turn to me with a small frown, saying; "Sweetcakes, see this," which was his way of asking for my input.
It was adorable. He is adorable.
My heart fluttered in my chest at the thought, but deciding to shake off these crazy thoughts twisting my lower belly into a knot, I turned away and stared out at the snow-covered street ahead.
We were fast approaching the end of November, and by this time, the amount of snowing had increased drastically. But I loved it.
I loved the smell of Christmas in the air. I loved the colorful lights now hanging in the streets and the decorations here and there... and I hoped to the goddess that I’d have a decent Christmas this year.
For as long as I could remember, my Christmases were bad. Back when I still lived with my then family, I was never allowed to join the dinner table because according to father, I wasn’t cultured enough to share a table with his prominent guests.
So in his words, he would say; "Chalice is better suited for things like this. So remain in your room and do us a favor, don’t make a sound."
That was the kind of Christmas I had every year, and even four years ago, after I left, I couldn’t bring myself to celebrate it... nor could I celebrate my birthdays...
"Earth to, princess!" Jay snapped his fingers in front of my face, snapping me out of my depressing thoughts and I blinked up at him with a smile on my face.
"Are you done?" I asked, pointing at his still full table.
He shrugged. "I’m not."
"But I’m hungry." I cried, dramatically holding my stomach.
Jay looked like he was about to say something but stopped when his eyes darted between my face and stomach. He sighed. "Okay then, let’s get you fed first then I’ll come back to this."
He didn’t argue, and you can call me selfish, but it was one of the many reasons I liked him so much.
Jarek never made me feel like I was doing too much. He never even complained whenever I made demands. And right now, he simply turned away from me, cleared his table and picked up his coat. "Let’s go." He said.
My smile widened as I picked up my own coat, whilst draping it around my body. However, I’d just finished fastening its buttons into place when suddenly I felt a strange warmth on the side of my face.
My breath hitched and warmth crept up my face when his fingers glided over the skin of my cheek. He drawled; "You feel cold to the touch. You should use a scarf too."
And without waiting for my response, he brought out a paper bag from his drawer, ripped it open, and I gasped when I was greeted with the sight of a beautiful red scarf.
"Oh, Jay!"
"Do you like it?" He asked, but I was lost for words. I nodded with tears in my eyes.
"Yes! Yes, I love it so much!"

I smiled. "Thank you so much!"


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