One Shots Book

Thanksgiving! • All Books

This one shot is very special as we travel to each book and read about how all our favs celebrated their Thanksgiving 🌟

It is a long one, so grab your snacks, your tea, your blanket and a comfy spot. I appreciate any feedback, and always look forward to your comments & votes! 🥹😍

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First up...our teen babies...

🦃🧡 Teenage Dream 🧡🦃

Chris walks into the kitchen, Dodger on his tail as he follows his Daddy everywhere.

Chris scratches his stomach before stretching his arms out and over, yawning as his eyes fell on you.

He just woke up from the best nap he's ever taken, he's been staying up all night with you trying to finish a rough draft of your new book. And well, although he's used to being tired because of time changes during press tours and all that, it's been a while since he's been awake until sunrise.

"Hi baby," his voice croaky, because of all the caffeine you drank last night your body was just up and attem, you felt very energized but you feared the time your body was just going to shut down. And Chris was worried.

"Go take a nap before our guest arrives, you haven't slept at all," Chrissy suggests, Dodger was nudging his cute little face on your calf so you'd acknowledge him.

Shaking your head, you ice the cupcakes you made, you made so much food, and sweets you didn't know what to do with yourself.

You finally were happy with the finished product of a rough draft for your new book last night, and since that was what was occupying all your time, you didn't know what to do now.

After finding a cute and creative pin on Pinterest, you decided to make turkey decorated cupcakes, "I'm fine, Chris, I'll sleep in tomorrow."

Not agreeing with your answer, he doesn't say anything physically, but leans in to kiss your lips softly, frowning at you, you don't get the chance to rebut when the doorbell rings.

You or Chris don't move a muscle, as the front door opens and Dodger was rushing over to whoever was entering the home, "Merry Christmas!" Bizzie announces, holding a bottle of moscato.

"Wrong holiday," Chris always needs to say something to her remarks, you've learned to live with them, but Chris finds the need to always say something, "this is for us, I assume," Chris takes a look at the bottle but Bizzie ignores him.

Which she chooses to do half of the time.

Hugging your best friend, you welcome her inside, and Chris gets her coat and hangs it up on the rack. Since the 10th grade, you, Chris and Bizzie have a thanksgiving tradition, choose a movie franchise to binge, make food and desserts and once you guys were old enough - drink as well.

Your mom hates it, because you don't spend thanksgiving with her, and Lisa well, she's just glad she has two less people to cook for - that's the difference between your mom and Chris's mom.

"OH MY GOD, it smells so good in here!" Bizzie points out, taking a long inhale through her nose. She can smell the delicious mac and cheese baking in the oven and the sweetness from the cupcakes. Thanks to her new state, her olfactory is in tip top shape.

Getting comfy on the couch, everyone with their plates full of food, you and Chris cuddle up close as can be on the couch while Bizzie sits on the rug in front of the coffee table.