Twelve Dates For Christmas

Chapter 10- Laz

I woke up early to make breakfast for everyone. Cooking wasn't my strong suit, but I could manage some eggs and bacon.

Roth shuffled in first, rubbing from his eyes the remnants of what little sleep he got. "Coffee?" he asked, stopping in the middle of the tiny kitchen to peer around as though some magical device would carry a full cup of coffee straight into his hand.

I nodded to the coffeepot on the counter, while grating cheese onto the scrambled eggs. "Sleep okay?"

He gave me a look that I was very familiar with. "Did you?"

I shook my head, breathing out a harsh laugh.

Alex strolled in next, heading straight for the coffee also. "God I hate this stuff, but without it, I'm not sure I could ever fully wake up."

Roth snorted a laugh at his comment before downing an entire cup of hot coffee. Setting the mug down he said, "I think I'll just shower real quick."

I nodded, plating up some eggs and bacon to pass to Alex. He took it with a muttered "Thanks."

After scooping some food onto a plate for myself, I joined him at the table. I planned to make more when Millie woke up, but the air shifted deeper into the house, and then the door softly clicked open. Both Alex and I went stiff, waiting for the witchlette to make an appearance.

She padded into the kitchen, her silky sheet of black hair bouncing with each step. The front of her robe was open, and from the side I could just make out her breasts straining against the thin tank she wore.

"How many hours did I actually sleep? Five?" she groaned, pouring herself the last of the coffee.

"Six," Alex corrected. He took a long swallow from his own mug.

She grunted in confirmation before bustling about for milk and sugar, then making a new pot of coffee. When she paused, she glanced at the skillet, noticing the food.

"Yeah, I think I like this arrangement," she said with a great deal more enthusiasm in her tone.

I laughed. "I can't say I enjoy sleeping on the floor, but the rest of it is nice." My gaze landed on the hard peaks of her nipples, and then lower to the slice of smooth, pale skin between the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her pants.

Alex's eyes zeroed in on her too and Millie's cheeks noticeably pinkened.

"So, what's on the agenda for today?" I asked.

The snow had stopped falling for the time being and the wind was barely blowing now. She peered out the window, squinting deep in thought.

"How about we go sledding?" she asked. "I have three because Ollie gave me both of her old ones. But two can ride on mine."

My lips curled of their own accord. "Sounds great."

With her plate in hand, she took a seat.

"The news reported the brief power outage and the strange loss of electricity that mysteriously came back on in thirty minutes," I said casually before taking a bite of bacon.

She nodded with mild interest, forking a lump of cheesy eggs onto her plate. Roth decided to reappear at that exact moment, drawing her gaze to his bare chest carved with muscle and droplets of water clinging to his bronze skin.

Practically choking on the bite, she watched him stride into the kitchen. The lust that wafted from her made my dick harden almost instantly.