**Claire POV**
Today is Christmas Eve. Because of work, I wasn't able to make it home for Christmas this year. I'm a little bit upset but it was my choice to move thousands of miles from home and this is the first year I haven't been able to make it. Reneé insisted on staying in LA to spend Christmas with me, even though I urged her to go home and be with her family. She was insistent on staying with me, which I will say is very sweet of her. So, she is coming over tonight so we can spend the holidays together. She is going to stay with me until New Years Day since she's off work.
Reneé lets herself into my apartment, just like she always does. She has a bag with her, which is kinda weird. She has a toothbrush and collection of items here that just kind of stay here, since she stays over pretty much every night. There has only been a few nights since we met that she hasn't stayed here, actually.
"Hi pretty girl" she says as she pulls me in for a kiss.
"Hi babe. What's in the bag?" I ask, looking puzzled.
"Just wait, you're gonna be so excited!" she gushes before scurrying to the living room. She plops her bag down on the coffee table and unzips it. First, she pulls out a tiny white box wrapped with a bow and places it under my Christmas tree. Then she pulls out a small envelope and places it under the tree as well.
"Those are for tomorrow" she tells me, winking. I roll my eyes at her, since I told her not to get me anything.
"But these are for tonight" she says and starts to lay out two matching pairs of Christmas pajamas.
"Do you like them?" she asks, looking over at me in the kitchen. I walk towards her to get a closer look.
"Baby, these are so cute" I assure her, picking up the pajamas and holding them up to myself. This was fucking adorable.
"Good. And I got this stuff too" she tells me before pulling out two gingerbread houses and two bottles of wine. White for me and red for her.
"You are so good to me, Reneé" I tell her as I snake my arms around her waist and kiss her. She kisses me back soft and slow before I slide my tongue in her mouth. I lower my hands to her ass and give it a little squeeze before kissing down her jawline and eventually down to her neck. I suck and bite on her gently, not caring if I leave any marks since it will just be us the next few days and I know she doesn't have any work events. Her breath hitches and I feel goosebumps form on her arms.
"Baby, we have to put on the Christmas pajamas" she whines and pulls away from me. I roll my eyes at her again.
"What is the point of putting them on if I'm just going to take them off you in like 2 hours?" I joke with her.
"Because it's cute and we have to make the gingerbread house too, come on" she grabs my hand and pulls me into the bedroom. We step out of our clothes and into our new pj's before heading back out to the kitchen. I sit down at the island and she pours us each a glass of wine. We cheers to something but I was too busy admiring her to really pay attention. Her pajamas hug her body in all the right places, I can't help but stare. She is so pretty.
We open up the boxes and get to work on our gingerbread houses. I actually hate building these stupid things, growing up my mom made us do one every year and I was never good at it. But, Reneé doesn't need to know that and I will do just about anything for her.
"Thank you for staying here with me" I say while she tries to ice the windows and doors on to her house.
"You're welcome baby, I'm glad we can spend the holidays together" she says smiling over at me.
"Me too. I just can't believe you would miss out on seeing your family to stay here with me. I just kind of feel bad"
"Don't feel bad, I like you more than I like my family" she says, her smile drops as she speaks. I am curious what she means but I don't want to pry. I thought she had a good relationship with her family? We honestly haven't talked much about our home life. Plus, if she wanted me to know she would've told me by now.
"Well, I like you more than anyone I've ever met" I tell her, attempting to soften the mood. She stands up and walks behind me while I sit on the barstool. She wraps her arms around my neck, holding me from behind. I reach up, grabbing both her hands in mine. She positions her chin on my shoulder, her blonde hair falls down the front of me.
"I'm so glad I met you, Claire," she whispers to me softly. The hairs on my neck stand up and I can feel her breathing on me. My heart skips a beat, I think I'm in love with her. But I can't tell her yet, it's still too soon.
"Me too" is all I can mutter before she kisses me on the neck. I gasp at her touch and she continues to plant soft, gentle kisses all over me before moving up to my jaw and then my lips. She spins me around to face her, parting my legs so she can stand in between them. She leans down and connects our lips once again, kissing me ever so slowly. I definitely am in love with her.
"Do we have to finish these gingerbread houses tonight?" I question, pulling away from our kiss for a moment.
"No, we can finish them tomorrow" she agrees. She grabs the wine bottle and brings it to her lips slowly before downing the last few sips. I stand up and walk to the sink to wash the sticky icing off my hands. I turn around to face her as I dry my hands.
I stare at her for a moment, I can't believe this is my life. Reneé notices me staring and starts to undo the top few buttons on her Christmas pajamas. I notice she is not wearing a bra. I raise my eyebrows at her and she continues until all the buttons are undone. She lets the shirt fall to the floor, exposing her beautiful boobs. She walks over to me and pushes herself against me. I fall backwards into the cabinets as she puts her lips on mine yet again. She kisses me deeply and I can't help but reach up and take both boobs in my hands. I massage them for a moment before I break our kiss to speak.
"Let's go to my room, I want to take the rest of your Christmas pajamas off" I giggle at her.
"Okay, but we can't be up all night or Santa won't come" she says sarcastically.
"Santa won't come but you will. And if you're a good girl, maybe more than once" I say seductively. She looks at me with lustful eyes.
"Plus, I don't care if Santa doesn't show this year. I already have everything I need" I take her hand and lead her into my room. Merry Christmas.
**Author's Note**
This one was so fun to write! It's warm where I live so it was weird to think about Christmas in May but it worked well with the timeline of the story so whatever. I got my first comment on the last chapter and it literally made my entire day and motivated me so much that I finished THREE more chapters last night that will all be going up today :)
xoxo
-M
