Merry Christmas Hug Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 113 JESSICA'S POV We stayed like that for some minutes; he held me so tightly, like he never wanted me to go, while I did the same. The stars and the moon were smiling at us. After what felt like forever, we finally broke the hug. "I'm sorry if you don’t like it; I don't know what else to get for you in celebration of Christmas" he pleaded as he held my chin up. Is he kidding me or what? I love this car.

Hugo stares at me and he was the last one to give me a warm hug as soon as we arrived. "You're so beautiful tonight Rose." He whispers to my ear. Don’t. Give. In. I pull myself away and smiled at him, “Thank you.” My eyes dropped to his bracelet, he's wearing my Christmas gift for him. He glances at it when he noticed me looking, then pulled my head back up and we smiled at each other. "I didn't get the chance after I opened it to tell you that I loved it." He says sweetly. I smile at him sheepishly.

Alfred cut me off, and I looked at him immediately. "And in fact, I don't care if she's a single mother or not," he added and I gave him a warm smile. Samantha scoffed, and at that moment, Aurora came bouncing down the stairs with her bag in hand. I smiled as I crouched to her height and hugged her. "Merry Christmas, Mommy." "Merry Christmas, sweetheart," I cooed and placed a kiss on her nose When she let go of me, she moved over to Alfred. "Uncle Alfred, Merry Christmas"

December 25 Christmas arrived, it was something small. Just our friends, our parents and Sophia. Since it was already the 25th, we decided that today we would exchange the gifts. "Merry Christmas, Sophia." I smiled as I gave her her present. She squealed when she opened it. She gave me one of her famous hug that I love. "Merry Christmas, babe." I said while giving him his gift. He opened it and smiled. He told me he loved it. It was a picture of us and Sophia in the middle.

I replied, my heart swelling with admiration for his understanding and acceptance of my complex personality. "Can I give you a hug, too?" he asked, his voice soft and tentative "I've missed holding you" Without uttering a word, I leaned in, and he opened his arms wide, welcoming me into his embrace. His hug was different from Diana's—while hers was full of maternal warmth and comfort, his was a blend of friendship, companionship, and a hint of something more. It was a hug that stirred a different set of emotions within me, ones that I was not yet ready to openly admit to him. But for that moment, I allowed myself to lean into his embrace, to draw strength from his presence, and to acknowledg

Holding her tight, Kaleb looked into bright eyes and then spun her in circles until she squealed in delight. “You’re back, sweet girl. Merry Christmas, Haze.” She hugged his neck tightly and kissed his cheek with all the ferocity of a five-year-old’s love. “Merry Christmas!” “Come on, you two. Let’s get inside the house. It’s cold out here.”

The sun was setting, and the room was illuminated only by the lights on the Christmas tree and streaks of orange and pink on the horizon, but Helen could plainly see the love in both of their eyes as they turned to face each other, hands intertwined. “I love you, Memory,” Dak said, drawing closer to her. “I love you, too. This has been the best year of my life because I got to spend it with you, and I know that this will be the best Christmas, too.” “I can’t wait to make lots more Christmas memories with you.” He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. All three birds broke out into a happy song, unable to keep their joy in any longer. Dak pulled away, and Memory turned her head towar

Chris, always respectful, had backed off, only sending polite greetings during holidays. Seeing him again after so long, the joy was undeniable. He pulled me into a tight hug the moment he saw me.

It was our first Christmas together as a married couple, and it made the moment feel even more special. She let out a soft sigh, her body shifting toward me. Then, in one smooth motion, she turned and wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer. Her eyes finally opened, sparkling with that mischief I adored. "Merry Christmas to you too, Roman," she murmured, her voice husky from sleep. She nuzzled into my chest, and I felt her warmth seep through my skin.

I quickly make my way to Desmond, unable to hide the stupid grin on my face as I get closer. "Merry Christmas." Desmond tells me as he opens his arms to me. I quickly close the gap between us and wrap my arms around his waist as his arms swiftly move to embrace my body. I take a deep breath of that intoxicating sent of his. Sad I'll have to let him go. "You look absolutely stunning." He tells me before pulling back and ending our hug sooner than my body would like.