Bound

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Five

Eleanor's POV

Oh the holidays! The holiday season was officially in place for the past two weeks. Christmas was right around the corner. Christmas decorations were up around the house, and the Christmas tree Parker ordered was coming in today! My sons were getting quite the butterflies in their stomach to decorate it. I had everything set on the floor for the three of us. 

The doorbell suddenly rang, and I got up from the couch to check it out.

"It's the tree, Momma!" Luke exclaimed running ahead of me to the door.

"Don't open the door yet, my angel," I called after him. 

When I reached it, I looked through the peephole, and it indeed, was the real tree. I saw a dark haired man with a clipboard, who should be no other than the delivery guy for the tree. I opened the door telling Luke to get behind me. 

"Hello, Mrs. Jenkins?" I nodded. "The tree you ordered is here. Where shall we put it?"

I looked behind him to his truck and saw the vast greenery. "Wow. I didn't know my husband got one that big." I frowned. Now the designated spot I was hoping it would be located at would be too small for the thing. "Just bring it in for now, and I'll see."

I pushed Luke away from the door, so they would be able to come through. "Go to the living room and watch your little brother for me."

"But Momma!" 

"Go now or you wouldn't get to help decorate."

He sulked walking away. I looked around me trying to find a spot. I was hoping to put the tree in the corner of the living room, but the ceiling was too low for it in that area. So the only spot I could think of putting the tree in was in the large foyer in the middle. I stood back a bit and looked. Yeah, that would be a nice place! Parker would be surprise coming home to it.

"Just put it right in the middle here," I pointed to the two men carrying the tree with the rope still tied around it. They placed it on the exact place on the first try. "Thank you both!" I smiled gratefully at them. "Is there some kind of delivery fee I need to pay?"

The shorter of the two men with light brown hair shook his head now. "Everything is taken care of. Thank you ma'am."

I walked them to the door. "Happy holidays." I said to them before closing the door behind me. "Luke! Peyton! Come and bring all the decor over here."

A few seconds later, I heard scrambling of feet and boxes being slid on the hardwood floor. My sons appeared in the room and looked at me expectantly. "Ready to decorate boys?"

"No sweetheart," I took the star from Peyton's hands who was getting ready to chuck it at the ground. "We have to save that later."

"We're done, Momma?" Luke asked sitting Indian style by the tree.

I nodded. "Yep. We just need Daddy to get the star up for us."

"Because he's tall?" 

I nodded picking him up in my arms and cuddling him to me. "Yes!" I heard the sound of the garage door opening with its creaky noise. "In fact I think he's here."

"Put me down, Momma! I wanna see him."

"Me too," Peyton said softly running towards the door. 

"Down Momma!" Luke struggled in my arms. I finally put him down with a fond smile on my face. 

I stayed behind fixing all the mess the three of us made. Empty boxes and boxes of ornaments were scattered all around us plus extra ribbon that we didn't use. I looked at the tree again. Wow. As a kid I never had a tree this big! My parents and I were dedicated Catholics, but we never went all out on the decorations. It was always a small, artificial tree.