All I Want For Christmas is You( Man Who Knows What He Wants, 218) by Ferrari Flora

Author:Ferrari, Flora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Avery

Jack’s not asking. He’s telling.

He doesn’t want to see me in my apartment another minute let alone another day, I can see it in his eyes.

Truth is, I couldn’t agree with him more. I hate the place.

I pack a bag as Jack watches me from my bedroom doorway, taking interest in the few things I have laying around.

“No pictures?” he asks suddenly, making me jump after I feel how close he is behind me.

“Pictures of what?” I ask him, creasing my brow.

“Family, friends… a pet rock?” he jokes, and I laugh.

“Like I told you, it’s just me. Always has been,” I tell him once I stop giggling.

Nobody’s ever made me laugh the way Jack does. Or made me feel so edgy at the same time.

Racy.

“Until now, I hope?” he asks again, taking my free hand into his and leaning down to kiss it.

“Will you give me a signed portrait?” I ask, half-joking but deadly serious at the same time.

“If you’ll let me, we can have a whole wall of photos, just us if you’d like,” he promises, and I can already see it in my mind.

It makes me relax into him as he hugs me.

“As slow or as fast as you want Avery,” he reminds me, kissing the top of my head and taking my bag for me.

“Am I keeping you up?” Jack asks once we’re back in the car as I stifle a yawn.

“It’s been a big day is all,” I tell him suddenly aware that I really have no idea where we’re going either. Only that I trust Jack and his judgment.

I feel lighter as the apartment building disappears behind us, as the whole neighborhood gives way to a more pleasing side of the city.

As it gets darker, the street lights tracing over us both make me sleepy. I close my eyes and nuzzling up to Jack in the back seat, I feel him stroking my hair and humming softly.

Permitting me to fall asleep right on him, which I can’t help.

I’m vaguely aware of Jack carrying me at some point, up some stairs, and into a place that smells like him.

I want to wake up, but he tells me to sleep, and the last moment of the first best day of my life ends with him kissing me softly on the lips as he tucks me into a huge bed that not only smells like him too, it feels like him.

And I don’t think I’ve ever slept deeper or sounder my whole life.

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