Blood and Water

Chapter 123: Santa Baby

Santa Baby - Eartha Kitt 

Mina POV

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One thing that was terrible about California, no snow on Christmas. It was Christmas Eve and I sat looking out the window, hoping that there would be a spare snowflake out there. There wasn't.

As I sat and watched out the window, I was thinking about the meeting Chibs was having with Alvarez and Oso about the gun deal they had with Connor. The club wanted out and wanted to find a different way of moving the guns, taking the Sons out of the equation. 

I was worried about it because Chibs was worried about it. He said to me that it would work out, but I had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't going to work.

The front door opened and Chibs walked in. "Hey, darlin'," he smiled, walking over to me. "Watchin' for Father Christmas?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my neck.

"Snow," I sighed.

"Snow?" he chuckled. "No snow here, my love."

I shook my head. "I know. Just hoping for some." I turned around to face him. He had a red hat on his head. "What the hell is that?" I laughed.

He chuckled, "What? Ya don't like my Santa hat?"

"It's something," I laughed. "Did you finish your Christmas shopping?"

"What Christmas shopping?" he asked.

I shook my head, "You're an as*hole."

"That's no way to talk to your Santa baby."

"Oh, really?" I chuckled, "Santa baby, hurry down my chimney tonight."

He smirked at me. "Oh, that can be arranged."

I smiled, "Can it? I've been an awfully good girl this year."

"Have ya?" He leaned down and kissed me. "Have I been naughty or nice?"

"Depends," I chuckled. He picked me up and carried me up to the bedroom. "Chibs!" I laughed.

He set me down on the bed and took his jacket off. Chibs was wearing a green shirt with Santa on it who was holding a red solo cup and it said, 'Let's Get Jolly.' I started cracking up laughing.

"I hate you," I cackled.

He put his hands down on the bed next to me. " 'Course ya do, love."

He kissed me and pushed me back on the bed. Kissing from my ear down to the nape of my neck, he ran his fingers down my side to my pants. Pulling them down, he kissed me harder. He moved his thumb in a circle on my intimate place. I moaned as he inserted a ringed finger inside of me. He started moving it faster as he kissed me harder and faster.

Then, I felt something in my stomach. "Chibs," I gasped, "Stop. Stop." I put my hand on my stomach, sitting up.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking at me.

I shook my head. "I don't know. What the f*ck is that?"

Chibs put his hand on my stomach. He laughed, "Our wee rascal has the hiccups."

"Uh, I don't like it! It feels so weird!" He started laughing at me. "It's not funny!"

It stopped after a few minutes, leaving me freaked out. There was a baby inside of me, hiccupping. Chibs kissed me and said, "Should we pick up where we left off?"

I laughed and shook my head, "I don't know. That really freaked me out, baby."

"Why?" he asked, pushing a piece of my hair behind my ear.