Christmas Wishes: A Free Story by RJ Scott

Author:RJ Scott [Scott, RJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Four

We didn’t have condoms, but we did have lube, and used it a lot over the next few days, spending Christmas Eve morning in bed. When Grace woke, I held her, then Jamie fed her, and everything was so natural, and I even began to acknowledge a connection building between the three of us.

So dangerous, but I didn’t care. This wasn’t real life, this wasn’t the real world. This was special.

We didn’t have a tree to decorate, and the gap to get out the back door had lessened overnight, so we spent most of Christmas Eve clearing snow and laughing at snow angels and snowball fights and the icy cold that bit at any part of us not covered. Hot chocolate, baby cuddles, a roaring fire, and making love when Grace had gone to bed was the perfect way to spend a beautiful day.

I thought I was falling for him, and it didn’t seem as if my attention worried him. If anything he loved it, curling up with me, Grace in his arms, talking about books and drawing and a myriad of other subjects.

Me. I was talking to someone, coming out of my headspace and talking about life, and love, and hope, and the feelings were in my work, in every word I put to paper.

We didn’t have plans for Christmas Day, but I guessed it would be more of the same. I couldn’t get enough of Jamie, and I was looking forward to sex, and food, and snuggle time, and everything that went with it. Jamie had just left my bed when Grace woke with a whimper. We’d put her in with us, in the desk drawer, even fashioned a kind of mattress for her. I was used to her noises, the snuffling when she slept, the soft whimpers in her dreams, the crying for attention. This noise, however, was new.

"She’s burning hot," Jamie said, lifting her out of the bed and cradling her close.

I sat bolt upright; this was a seriously bad thing. Her little face looked flushed, her eyes bright, and I panicked.

"We don't have any medicine here, we’re in the middle of fucking nowhere, Jesus, why didn’t we think of this? Jamie?”

Jamie sent me a look that told me he was panicking just as much, but somehow he managed to keep his emotions shut down. I guess that was a father thing. Me, I was just the casual observer who had a Grace-shaped place in my heart and who was freaking scared.

"What do we do?" I asked, my chest tight.

"A warm bath first."

"I’ll run one, why warm surely—?”

"Trust me."

I did, because I had no frame of reference for what to do, other than to follow a father’s instincts and experience. I filled a bath with slightly warm water, and then Jamie carried Grace in and played with her. She wasn’t crying or fractious, and her temperature subsided a little. Jamie had infant Tylenol in his bag, and even though Grace batted at the dropper, he did manage to get some meds into her.

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