20. Oh My Goodness

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Christmas eve we drove to Essex to stay with Olly’s parents. I had been multiple times however I had never been up to Olly’s room which he lived in till her was 29. I take the piss out him as much as I can about that.

“Miss Flack” Pete , Olly’s dad, answered the door.

“Mr Murs” I smiled and accepted his embrace.

“I’m so proud of my little girl” He gave me a kiss on the top of my head.

“Oliver, hi” Pete turned to Olly.

“Dad, hi” He hugged his dad.

“Is that Olly and Caroline at the door?” Vicky-Lyn shouted from another room.

“Yes it is!” Pete called back. “Better get you inside its freezing”

Vicky was sat on a couch with Fay ,Olly’s sister, next to her and on the other couch was Fay’s husband Ben, Olly’s nephew Louis and a space where Pete was probably sat.

“Caroline!” Vicky stood up and hugged me. “Are you finally marrying my boy?” She jokes both of our parents have wanted us to get married since we started working together.

“Nope sorry Vicky” I hugged her back.

“Long time no see Carrie” Fay took her turn hugging me.

“I know Fay” I smiled.

“Uncle Owee is this your girlfriend?” Louis stuttered.

“Yes Louis It is this is Caroline, come here and give me a hug” Olly picked Louis up and spun him around.  All I could see was Olly spinning around our child. I quickly pushed the thought to the back of my mind. “Say hi to Caroline Louis”

“Hi Caroline” He toddled over to where I was stood and threw his arms around my legs. “You are very pretty” I picked him up and gave him a proper hug. I saw Olly in the corner of my smiling in awe at us. He realised I was looking at him so he discreetly held his stomach. “Because you love my uncle owee are you going to have baby?”

“Maybe, come here big man” Olly took him from my arms and put his arm around my waist. We looked into the mirror above the fireplace and it looked so right.

“I want more grandkids and you know I’m fine with you Caroline, go start reproducing now” Pete joked pointing upstairs.

“Peter!” Vicky-Lyn shouted but still had a grin on her face. “However I want Grandkids” She smiled.

“Come on little man let’s get you to bed” Fay took him out of Olly’s arms. “Santa won’t come if you’re not asleep”

“Night Louis” we chorused.  Me and Olly sat on the sofa and automatically he put his arm around his shoulder.

“What’s on TV tonight?” Olly asked while Pete was flicking through the tv guide.

“Shit” Ben replied.

“Very true” Pete added.

It turned to 11 and we were watching crap that is replayed every Christmas.

“Caz you want to go to bed?” Olly asked.

“Yeah, I’m getting tired” Olly stood up and took my hand and we walked towards the door.

“Night” We chorused.  Olly mouthed something to everyone but I couldn’t make it out as we walked up the stairs.

“Welcome to my room” Olly held the door open and it was just painted white and was very basic, our suitcase was on the bed that Pete took up when we first came in. Olly opened the suitcase he pulled out some underwear that I had never seen before.

“Olly why have you got sexy underwear, are you trying to tell me something” I joked walking over to him.

“Take off your clothes” He demanded.

“Your parents are downstairs...” I undid the button on my jeans

“I don’t care” He pulled my top over my head. I pulled down my underwear to reveal my feather tattoo that only a few people had seen. “I always forget this is here” He placed a kiss on my tattoo and pulled up the new knickers. They were pink and lacy the complete opposite of my personality but I’d keep them because Olly bought me them. He unclipped my black bra that I was currently wearing and he put the matching pink ones on.  He pulled up at a garter around my thigh and tied my hair back into a short ponytail. “Get onto the bed” He smiled.

“Olly your parents...”

“We won’t be loud”

“Liar!” I whispered loudly.

He climbed on top on me pinned my hands behind my head and kissed me deeply.

“I want your children Caroline” He broke the kiss and ran his hand down my body leaving a trail of electricity.

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