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she asked. “You look beautiful,” I replied, sounding corny. “I look the same as always. Thanks though. You just needed to paint yourself orange to top off your outfit,” she laughed, tapping my chest. “Merry Christmas, papa pooh!” Amber yelled and dashed towards me. “Merry Christmas, bambi,” I answered happily, kissing her cheek. I placed a red and green headband on her head. Now she looks like Bambi, the reindeer. “The table is set. Assist me in carrying out the food, please?” she asked.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea.” His lips met hers, and Pooch yipped in glee as all three of them got their Christmas wish--to be together for Christmas.

I might have f**ked up really bad with Maren. “Ok…ok” Jaxon chuckled, “I will go now, Make sure you're not grumpy all day.” “I am not grumpy” I disagree, He gave me a shrug and stepped out of my room. I picked up my phone and logged into my page on the gram. My first scroll was a picture of Maren and Rylee in front of a Christmas tree in Maren's apartment. I entered her page and also saw a picture of she and Rylee in a fake snow, which is In front of a Shopping mall.

"They were for my daughter. They were her Christmas and birthday present plus her biggest wish... I was going to make her Christmas wish finally come true. AND NOW IT'S ALL RUINED!" By the time she has finished talking, she has gone from sad to angry and it's a side that I like. I would much prefer her anger to her sadness and tears. "Well, there's still time until Christmas and when is her birthday?" she smiles, and for once, it's genuine and happy, and fuck she looks beautiful. "Her birthday is on Christmas day. She's a Christmas baby. A Christmas blessing." Now I can understand her smile because it makes me smile too.

"I love you." "MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! GUYS!!" "MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!" They shouted loudly and at the same time Zach hugged me from behind. I held his hand and smiled around me. "Merry Christmas, Love." "Merry Christmas!" I replied. He kissed me on the cheek and made me face him. He held both of my hands and looked at me smiling. "I'm happy that I celebrated this Christmas with you." I was about to speak but suddenly Ycson spoke again.

"But if you want to go out as friends, then I'm game. Otherwise, I'll leave you right here." "Well!" Mallory huffed, folding her arms across herself, wearing an indignant look. "Take it or leave it," Caden added, waiting patiently. "Fine," she huffed, and then straightened her shoulders. "Then where would you like to go?" "Not The Blue Hawaii this time of year," he replied. "Okay, but nothing Christmassy." Mallory pulled down the visor and adjusted her lipstick. "With the pageant, I've had enough of Christmas for a while."

I groaned, pushing the cover off me. “Merry Christmas, flame,” he said with a warm smile as he pulled me up. “Merry Christmas, baby.” I would have kissed him, but I wasn’t going to do that before brushing my teeth, so I just kissed his cheek before going to the bathroom. After I was done freshening up, I changed into an ugly Christmas sweater and some black leggings, along with some burgundy Uggs. "This is so out of character for you,” Declan chuckled when he saw my outfit.

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“Perhaps you should drink some of this too. It might fix your personality.” One of the kitchen apprentices snorted so loudly he dropped a spoon. Marek stared at me, torn between irritation and something desperate. I drank more of the warm perfectness, sighing happily. “Is this hot chocolate spell part of Christmas?” “It is not a spell,” Marek said. “But yes. People drink it around Christmas.” “Then Christmas has one redeeming quality.” He stared at me with a look I could not decipher. I wiped chocolate from my mouth and smiled at him. “Have some. You need it. You truly look like you have never enjoyed anything in your life.”

“Are you free tonight?” My heart dropped a little. Tonight was Christmas dinner. There were guests coming. There would be loud conversations and cleaning afterward. No chance to leave the house. “I’m not free,” I said softly. “My family is having people over.” “I see…” he said. He sounded disappointed. “I know it’s short notice, but… I didn’t want to spend Christmas alone. I thought maybe I could spend it with you.” My breath stopped for a moment. He wanted to spend Christmas… with me?