Memories (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 29 'Christmas Time'

Cameron's POV

Wesley and I convinced my dad to come to Sequim with us, so he wasn't alone on Christmas. Washington makes it feel more like Christmas anyways with the cold and snow. The Strombergs have plenty of room at their house, and if we need to, we can stay at their grandmas. We started our journey early this morning, and we have about two hours left on the road. We should get there around dinner time. Wesley and I drove separately from my dad because my dad has to be back earlier than us for work. Imagine that.

"I can't wait until we get there. I love it in Sequim," I spoke up after we had just calmed down from a jam session. I've gone home with him about five times throughout our friendship. Everyone there is so nice, and the scenery is beautiful.

"Me too. I'm so glad I can share this special place with someone as amazing as you," he grinned, squeezing my thigh that his hand was casually laying on. I don't remember at what point I fell asleep, but apparently I was out the rest of the trip.

"Hey, baby, wake up. We're here," I heard someone cooing in my ear while gently shaking me. My eyes fluttered open, and I noticed Wesley was on my side of the car with the door opened.

"Wow, I slept that long?" I mumbled, doing a little stretch before I got up. "Can I have a piggyback ride? I don't think I can walk," I groaned jokingly. He thought I was serious, though, and I didn't pass up his offer when he turned around and bent for me to climb on his back. He was carrying both of our bags as he was carrying me. "You're so strong. It's kind of sexy," I mumbled against his ear. He shivered at my breath.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, it's really turning me on," I whispered sexily. He turned his head, chuckling at me. He dropped me down when we got inside, not wanting to carry me up the stairs. I grabbed my bag from him and followed him up to his old room that we always share when I'm here. My dad was on the first floor in a guest bedroom. We reached his room and threw our stuff on the ground. I collapsed back onto his bed and curled up with his blanket.

"You didn't get a long enough nap on the way?"

"No! Don't judge me," I said, sticking my tongue out. He jumped onto the bed next to me and grabbed me in his arms. He looked me in the eyes, and we stared at each other for a few seconds before I leaned over to attach our lips.

"Maybe we can have some fun tonight," Wesley mumbled on my lips, letting his hand find its' way to my butt. He slapped my butt, making me giggle on his lips.

"I would probably enjoy some fun tonight, or, you know, right now," I whispered between kisses. I was now straddling him, leaving our lips touching while I did. He grabbed ahold of my chin and kept our lips going in sync.

"Oh, Jesus! Can't you guys lock a door?" Keaton muttered in disgust after opening the door and shutting it just as fast. Wesley and I were so lost in each other we didn't even hear anyone coming. I rolled off of him and giggled.

"At least it wasn't my dad," I chuckled. We got up and went downstairs, so nothing seemed too suspicious. Everyone was hanging out in the living room but us. We took a seat on the couch by Keaton.

"I don't want you guys near me. I don't know what you just did up there," he laughed, scooting away. I raised my eyebrows at him and looked at my dad as if to tell him to shut up. "Oh, right," he whispered to himself. I saw my dad roll his eyes at us out of the corner of my eye. Because it was getting late, Laraine started getting dinner around. Wesley, my dad, and I were in the kitchen helping her. Wesley and I were setting the table while my dad and Laraine prepped the food.

"Excuse me, I gotta get through here," Wesley said, squeezing in the tightest space behind me between me and the wall. He made sure to rub his waist up against my backside. "I'm so ready for tonight," he whispered so low I almost didn't understand him. My face turned red when I saw my dad watching us. Wesley kept going to the other side of the table.

"I can't believe after all these years, they're just now starting a relationship, can you?" He asked Laraine.

"I really can't figure out why. They've always had the chemistry," she smiled. The food didn't take long to cook, and everyone was gathered around the table.

"Well, Merry Christmas Eve everybody! I hope you're all hungry because we have tons of food for today and tomorrow," Laraine announced.

"I'm hungry all right," I mumbled to Wesley while touching his thigh, making him spit out a laugh. Drew fake threw up beside him. I wouldn't have done it had my dad been beside me. We all ate and enjoyed talking to one another. It was so nice and the spirit of Christmas was really there. When everyone finished, we cleared off the table and helped Laraine get the dishes done.

"I think we're going to head up to bed," Wesley told Laraine, motioning to me with his head.

"Cameron, you can always sleep with me," my dad chuckled, looking up from his phone.

"I think I'd have to pass," I giggled, grabbing ahold of Wesley's hand. I led him up the stairs and to his room. I quietly locked it behind us, hoping no one would try to come in. He quickly turned around and had me trapped against the wall.

"So, can I give you my Christmas present early?" I asked Wesley seductively, looking up at him.

"Mhmm, depends," he mumbled huskily, hovering over me against the door.

"I can guarantee you'll love it," I giggled.

"If you insist," he whispered, sending chills down my spine. He kissed my lips before letting me go.

"I'll be right back," I smirked, grabbing the bag and going to his bathroom. I quickly changed into what was more a present for me, but I knew he would find it just as exciting. It was some black lingerie I had got when Haley and I went shopping last week. It was pretty hot if I do say so myself. I hope he likes it too.

"Holy fucking shit, baby. Just when I thought you couldn't get any sexier," he growled when I walked back out to him lying on his bed. I walked over and crawled on top of him, straddling his waist. He smiled up at me, taking in every inch of my body. It gave me a confidence I had no idea was in me. "I love you so incredibly much," he whispered before pulling me down to meet his lips. He kissed them with so much passion and love. He kissed down my jaw and neck. He smoothly took control over me, sending me to all kinds of highs. When we finished, we wrapped ourselves in his blanket and laid in each other's sticky, sweaty bodies.

"I actually have another present for you. It's a little more, um, family friendly, I guess you could say," I grinned over at him.

"I have one for you, too," he said, pulling the drawer of his nightstand open. It was a small box, meaning it was most likely jewelry.

"Awe, I love it so much," I cooed when I pulled out a necklace with a W on it. On the back, it had the words "I love you" engraved. "Mines not much compared to this," I chuckled. I pulled out his small box from my bag and handed it to him. He opened it to reveal a watch he was wanting a few weeks ago.

"Oh, stop! This is just what I wanted," he smiled. We kissed, only a peck, before putting our presents away. I cuddled back into him under the blanket and didn't take long to fall asleep.