Christmas Day is finally here.
I planned this day to make sure I wouldn't have to do anything. I've been running around and acting crazy for the last week and I think mama deserves a break.
I press a kiss to Jaxon's chest then his shoulder before my face hovers above his while my arms wrap under his shoulders.
"Jaxon." I whisper, kissing his lips.
"Baby." I sing when he doesn't answer me, he doesn't even move.
"Jaxon!" I snap, jerking my body against his, finally getting a grunt in response. I knew he was a heavy sleeper but, damn, I'm out of breathe.
"It's Christmas!" I exclaim before I jump off of him before I grab his big robe and walk out in the hall, I whistle sharply and wait until Zorror runs around the corner on alert.
"Easy." I say gently as I squat and grab his face in between my hands so I can give him some kisses.
Jaxon hired an official dog trainer to stay to help with Zorror, especially recently with everything going on, I haven't been able to think about a lot of things at one time.
"Come on." I tell him as I walk towards Journey's room. I knock on her door and wait patiently with Zorror.
I hear a low grunt before the door opens.
"Kane?" I stare at him with wide eyes and an open mouth, watching as he stares at me the same way.
"Um..." He drags out in a higher pitch.
"Um, okay. Wake up, you know, Journey and uh. The living room! Go to the living room." I stutter before adding a 'please' then running away with Zorror chasing me.
"Logan!" I shout, pounding on his door. "Logan, open the fucking door! I have to tell you something!"
"Yes?" Logan answers the door with a wide smile and raising his eyebrows.
"Do you know?" I gasp.
"Know what?" He asks, opening his door more and allowing Zorror and I to enter. He has already fixed his blonde lushes hair and made his bed, that I'm about to ruin.
I lay on the pillows with my baby beside me as Logan sits beside my feet. I look at him with narrowed eyes.
"Guess who I just saw?"
"Who?" Logan asks, tilting his head.
"Kane." I say, raising my eyebrows.
"Okay? I thought he was staying here, it's not that odd."
"You didn't ask where!" I exclaim, throwing my arms up.
"Where?"
"Opening Journey's bedroom door." I say, immediately getting a gasp from him.
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