M A N I A C (lesbian romance)

15. Christmas Come pt. 2

Zee POV

I heard her banging at the door and she was a bit late but it didn't matter; Selena was here and I was filled with a happiness I hadn't felt in a long time. My friend, my lover, my missing piece. 

I quickly made my way to the door to open it. "coming!"

I opened the door as she continued to knock some more and I saw her peppered with big snowflakes and the rest dissolving in her honey blonde hair. She was freezing of course. What was she waiting for?  She was stammering and her eyes were cocking, bulging even with her lip moving a million miles per hour. My poor girl. "Merry Christmas!"

She still stood there with her lanky yet adorable body so I pulled her in. I accepted her for all that she was but if she was a Vampire next then I think I'd have to let her loose. But she wasn't, I kissed her as proof no one so sweet could be so inhuman. "Merry Christmas babe!"

I stepped back to take a look at her and she looked beautiful; it wasn't the outfit she had one. I think she could have worn a potato sack bag and still made it work with her petite body. Her eyes were just so wide, they smoldered me even as I overpowered her with my height making me feel so much more submissive and feminine than I already was before, it made me feel a warmth and a hold so powerful. 

"Lena, take your shoes off," I told her. She kicked her shoes off while I took her camel trenchcoat. She had awkward and tiny feet, they were very flat and spaced apart. I couldn't tell if they were webbed under her lacy white socks. 

Her eyes marveled around the house, scanning everything there was to see and she seemed as though she missed it all or as if she belonged here, more like a childish look. I do have to say the house was decorated with many Christmas themed things, like hand-cut paper snowflakes, warm stream lights and white look-a-like oak branch glitter garlands across the wall on each side and corner of the house. 

There were ever baby blue Christmas gift socks with my name, Sawyer's and his boyfriend's. I felt a fuzzy feeling of guilt swarm about my insides that there wasn't one for Selena but I would make up for it. But didn't feel that bad since I knew she didn't bring anything for me, hopefully dressing up the way I did might compensate or hold her over until we could exchange gifts another time.

I pulled out a dress that I splurged one; a long-sleeved pure white cashmere sweater dress that stopped maybe upper or mid-calf and placed a black corseted waist belt over it for a statement by a pair of black platformed faux fur heels. I had to say this whole outfit was splurged but it was Christmas, I was in the mood, my favorite girl was here with me now, my best friend was coming over and nothing could stop me from looking so good. "you cooked?" Selena asked as she wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer to her. I felt all the warmer being this close and intimate with her. I began to smile once again.

"Yes," I pulled away and took her hand into mine to take her into the kitchen. There were a few vegetables lying around on the counter. "Sawyer might have been mad at me last night and I, mad at him too but I know for sure that he can never say no to my cooking, he wasn't going to just stay at his apartment with her boyfriend and not come over."

I hoped for the better that everything came out wonderfully from all the work that I put in this morning when I woke up around six. I put in the ham after seasoning it almost an hour and a half ago, I also made an impressive salad with clementines, apples, shredded chicken and many berries with the dressing on the side to keep the rest fresh and kept the salad condiments on small plates, I had gnocchi soup boiling on the side, sweet potato pie hanging in the fridge that I bought from the market, and in the other oven there was a shrimp and lobster casserole, lastly there was a few vegetables that I could put on at the last minute because we weren't having Christmas dinner until later and I planned to steam the carrots until they were mushy yet in their form. I had five whole large carrots, large tree chunks of broccoli to season and butter with four whole potatoes; but it didn't stop there.