It's not always Black and White

"Melanie?"

Bea's POV

It's Christmas Day and Josh has finally gotten out of the shower.

Yes. We slept together last night, but it was nice and it felt normal.

My boyfriend, Josh, had left his wet towel on the floor. I was getting ready for the morning, and as I brushed my teeth, I heard him call out "Hey sexy"
I knew he meant it in the best way, but I chose to ignore him because I was embarrassed about my morning breath.

"Josh, where's my toothbrush,"

I also shouted out for him to come in and take his towel off the floor. He responded with a "Jeez" and then tried to come in for a hug. I quickly pushed him away, and said "Sorry, I suck at being a girlfriend". His response was the one that made my heart swell. He said "No, you just suck at understanding how much I love you".

In that moment, he picked me up bridal style and said "This is how you should always be treated". I felt so incredibly loved and appreciated.

"What the hell Josh!" I say and then try to wiggle out of his arms. He is a bit stronger than me, but not that much. He carries me to the bathroom. I can see my beautiful self in the mirror. Josh kisses me on the cheek. He says, "Hey what did you say about that toothbrush." I laugh and tell him, "I was just joking. I just wanted you to come and get me. ."

Josh looks down at the towel and says, "Oh yeah, sorry about the towel." I roll my eyes and say, "It's okay I guess." He picks up the towel and wipes my face with it. I close my eyes and let out a little laugh. He sets me down on the sink. He is shirtless, so you know when you can see the lines and grooves of their stomach and chest.

He turns and starts putting the towel on the hanger.

I reach out and put my hands on his shoulders. I feel his muscles, they are hard. I slide them down his arms. They are hard and muscular too. His whole body is a temple of hard, well defined muscle. I feel his six-pack with one hand and wrap my other arm around his neck. He turns his head to look at you.
He leans in and gives me a quick kiss. I close my eyes, feeling his soft lips. His hand touches my side. I feel the warmth of his palm against my skin. I kiss him again, this time with more passion. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in closer. My chest pushes up against his. His fingers touch the bottom of my back.

He puts his hands on my waist. He lowers his head and puts his lips to my neck. He plants a few kisses on my neck and moves his way down. He stops at my chest.

We made our way downstairs, hand in hand, feeling a sense of unity and togetherness that was undeniable. As we entered the room, I couldn't help but notice the warm, inviting atmosphere that enveloped us. Jess and Ryan, lost in their world of affection, cuddled up on one end of the couch, all smiles from around.

Bella and Melanie were in high spirits, cracking jokes with Grace and Theo, their laughter filling the room with infectious joy. Lily and Steph were busy in the kitchen, the clinking of dishes and the sizzling of food a comforting backdrop to the festivities.

Theo's shout broke the brief silence, and my gaze shifted to him. "Josh, so I guess you and Bea are good now?" he inquired, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

Josh chuckled, glancing at me with affection. "Yeah, you can put it like that."

Grace joined in, her enthusiasm infectious. "Yay, Bea, you and I with our lovers on Christmas!"

I couldn't help but smile, feeling the warmth of the moment washing over me. It was a beautiful Christmas morning, a time for love, forgiveness, and a celebration of the bonds that held us together.

With the excitement of the gift-giving mounting, Jess was the first to open her present. The box was enormous, and we all leaned in, eager to see what was inside. Steph, always the impatient one, urged her to hurry up.