“Hey, Uncle Nate,” he replies.
“You doing okay?”
“Yeah, I uh…may need to come see you this week at the shop, is that okay?” he questions me.
“I’m always available for my favorite nephew,” he laughs, it’s our ongoing joke. He’s the only one I have.
“I’ll stop by after school then.”
“Sounds good.” We get to work and finish taking out the rest of the dogs so they can stretch their legs.
Today was definitely a success for Sunshine Animal Shelter.
27
Kori
It’s Christmas Eve and we’re getting ready to head to Melanie’s to start celebrating. Nate and I are in limbo with who’s house we stay at each night, sometimes I’ll go to his place, but lately he’s been staying here more and more. He says his place feels less like a home now that we’re together.
It melted my heart to hear those words. I’m wearing a sweater dress with a pair of knee-high boots leaning over the bathroom counter swiping on my mascara, when Nate enters the bathroom.
He comes up behind me, his hands are on my hips, and he slowly lifts my dress up.
“Fuck,” he murmurs when he sees the surprise I have in store for him that was meant for later on tonight.
“Shew you!” I turn around and pull my dress back down around my thighs.
“There’s no way you’re going out without anything on underneath that dress, Kori,” he grunts.
“Yes, I am. There’s a thing called panty lines, and plus, consider this payback for you teasing me in the movie theatre earlier this week.” His eyes are heated as he recollects the moment when he played with me the whole time in the back of the theatre, where no one could see his hands that were up my skirt for the entire two hours.
“How am I supposed to hide this, when all I can think about is that you’re bare?” he questions, as he points to his hard cock. I slowly lick my lips, wanting the taste of him on my tongue, but knowing making him wait will be the best part.
“I guess you’ll have to think about baseball,” I murmur as I pass by him, grabbing my purse.
He follows me as I head down the hall. When I look behind me, I see what he’s wearing, and it takes everything in me not to ask if we can just stay in instead. His black slacks are molded perfectly to his legs, not too loose and not too tight. His white button-down shirt accentuates his defined arms, but what really sets me on fire is how he has the shirt sleeves folded up, showing off his tattoos.
I lick my lips and that’s when I hear him say, “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll flip that dress up and have you right here, right now.” Nate’s voice is low and husky.
“I’m going, I’m going. Your sister would kill us both if we missed tonight,” I say saucily.
We walk out the door and head for Melanie’s. Our presents are already wrapped and loaded up in the truck. The forecast is calling for a light dusting of snow, so we decided to pack them up earlier.
It takes less than ten minutes for us to reach Melanie’s. We both grab the packages and make our way inside.
28
Nate
The ring is burning a hole in my pocket, not to mention Kori’s other present. She’s probably going to yell and say I did too much for her, but the reality is she does even more for me on a day to day basis. Making sure I have coffee in the morning, bringing me lunch most days if I’m at the shop, looking after Colton and Melanie. It means more than anything money can buy.
“Merry Christmas!” Melanie says as we walk into her house. Kori may have decorated the shelter, but at her home she only put up a tree this year. Melanie though, well it looks like Christmas threw up all over her house. She truly goes all out and each year it seems to be more and more.
“Merry Christmas,” I respond and hug her with one arm, my other one is still loaded down with presents. Kori and I probably went overboard for Colton and Melanie, but she’s a single mom and deserves to not only have a Christmas for Colton, but for herself as well.
I take a step back and Kori squeezes in, giving her a hug as well. We drop off our presents under the tree.
Colton comes barreling down the hallway with a goofy smile on his face. Kori wasn’t too far off the mark when she mentioned Colton may have his eyes on a girl. I gave him the talk, and told him his future is bright, but if he ever feels like he’s floundering, my door is always open.
“Merry Christmas guys!” he hugs us both.