The days to Christmas Eve seemed long. But when it finally did swing around, I made a decision. I didn't want to show up to Mattie's house looking like a slut. No straight hair, no smokey makeup, no tight clothes.
I dug around in my closet, and found something decent. Skinny jeans and a sky blue tank top. I looked over to my dresser and saw a white knit sweater in one of my open drawers.
I was just putting on some lip balm when I saw Mattie walking down my block. I smiled and grabbed my purse as I ran out the door. I stumbled down the stairs and gave a small wave to the door man.
As I burst through the glass double doors to the street, I slammed into Mattie and he wrapped me in his arms and pulled me close. I laughed into his chest.
"Hey, beautiful."
"Hey."
"Hey? That's all I get?"
"Oh shut up."
"Alright, alright, I get you," I pulled away and gave him a pec on the lips. He smiled and gave me a quick look over. "you look... different."
"What?"
"It's... good. I like it. It's more... you."
"Okay. Let's go."
~•~
When we arrived at Mattie's house, we were immediately greeted by his mother.
"Sydney, baby, how you been? We haven't seen you in a while."
"I've been great, Mrs. Freedhill. Thank you so much for inviting me."
"Oh, baby, we wouldn't want you to be all alone on a holiday! Now come, come, dinner's all set up. Mattie, get her a plate."
Mattie chuckled to himself and started towards the kitchen. Mrs. Freedhill ushered me to my seat. Mattie's dad gave me a friendly hello and offered me some chicken.
Dinner passed without a bump, and before I knew it, Mr. and Mrs. Freedhill had left for their cruise. I was sitting on his couch, in front of his Christmas tree, when he walked in wearing a gray tee shirt and sweatpants.
"Hey, you changed."
"Yeah, I'd rather be comfortable. I thought you wouldn't mind."
"I don't." Mattie fell to the couch and kissed my cheek. I let out a content sigh. There was a slight pause.
"Sydney, will you stay here tonight?"
"Mattie..."
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to. I just don't want to be here without you tonight."
"I... I don't know..."
"Please."
I closed my eyes and let out a breath.
"Okay. Just for tonight."
"Good." Mattie pulled my body closer. I could feel his moist breath on my neck. He ran his hand over my thigh. I grabbed his other hand that was wrapped around my shoulder. He slipped his finger into one of my belt loops, and pulled me around to face him. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his strong torso.
I could feel his muscles through the thin fabric of the shirt. He slipped his hand under the hem of my tank top and kissed my neck. I could feel his warm hand on the base of my spine.
I grabbed his cheek and kissed him on his lips. They were soft, and warm. After we broke apart I laid my head on his chest and felt his breathing steady.
"Sydney?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you. I want you to know to know."
"I know. I love you to."
After that, we stayed on the couch with each other all night.
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