Chapter 21:
Grinch offers to have the feast at their cave, which everyone, except for the Mayor and his assistant, accepted. It's scheduled for late afternoon/early evening so everyone can enjoy presents before getting ready for the feast.
Kyle Ray wants to spend some time with Mercy Grace before the feast. At this time, she wants some sleep because she only got a few hours of sleep last night.
Martha proposes that her daughter rests at Kyle Ray's place for the time being, but the Grinch didn't like the idea one bit. She somehow convinced him by offering to help cook the feast.
Mercy Grace lays on a couch by the fireplace warming up. Kyle Ray helps her with her boos and places a nice, warm blanket over her body.
"Rest, my love," he smiles, tucking her in. "When you awaken, we will spend some Christmas together before the feast."
"Okay, Kyle Ray, I love you," she smiles back sleepily.
"I love you so much, Mercy Grace."
Their lips meet into a kiss.
A couple of hours later, the smell of hot chocolate awakens Mercy Grace. Her body stretches as she makes some moans.
"Did I wake you?" Kyle Ray asked, appearing next to her on the couch with two mugs of hot chocolate.
"Oh, no, you didn't," she sits up smiling.
"Hot chocolate?" He offers one of them.
"Yes, please," she smiles, accepting it. She takes a nice sip of the delicious warm liquid, and her insides warm up.
"Happy Birthday, Mercy Grace," Kyle Ray smiles.
"You remembered," she lights up at the greeting.
"Of course, I remembered, you're my girl," he holds onto her free hand. "You're seventeen years old now."
"And you'll be eighteen years old next month."
He chuckles. "Are you hungry? I have some grilled chicken sandwiches with everything you like on them."
"I would like that very much," she smiles more.
Kyle Ray kisses her cheek before returning to the kitchen with the empty mugs.
A blushing smile covers her face as she places a hand on her kissed cheek. Kyle Ray is treating her as if she's like....maybe his wife. She likes it a lot.
The sandwich filled her up since she hadn't eaten anything since the Whobilation last night.
"Would you like to take a shower?" he asked her, taking her dishes. "Your mother brought over supplies and clothes for you for today."
"She did?" Mercy Grace asked, getting out of the couch.
"Yea," Kyle Ray smiles, nodding his head. "You can use the guest shower if it makes you feel more comfortable."
"I'm okay with that."
He shows her where the shower is located, and she enters with the door locked behind her. Inside has Christmas decorations for a bathroom - simple, but beautiful. The shower's large in white on white tiles. The tiles aren't Mercy Grace's cup of tea, but the size of the shower is.
Warm, almost hot, water turns on as her clothing gets removed. Her usual routine goes by with the supplies her mommy brought. At some point, Mercy Grace could have sworn she heard the door being gently opened, and a few seconds later, the door gently closes. Properly Kyle Ray wants to get something without her knowing. A blush appears on her pale face when she thinks about that.
YOU ARE READING
How the Grinch Stole Christmas
FantasíaDid you know that the Grinch has a daughter? And she's in love with someone she shouldn't be with? Follow Mercy Grace in her side of the journey of helping her father steal the only holiday he really hates the most.
